Friday the Thirteenth

It's Friday the 13th. All over our state, folks are holed up trying not to be noticed by the bad juju sure to come a-knocking.  Some are in urban apartments and some are in a trailer at the head of your holler.  Some are your next door neighbor.

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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.