Triple Blues

I dropped in on the neighbors yesterday.  By dropped in I mean I called first, warned them I was on the way, put on my bandana mask and gloves, walked over with a disinfectant sheet and wiped down a porchchair, then dropped into it waiting for one of them to come to the door.

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There's always a silver lining. Imagine the import business on vodka, caviar, and Siberian tiger coats.

I'm having a hard time deciding where to start this week. Maybe I should take a poll.

You know how sometimes you want to say something but can't find the words? That's not what happened here.