Actually, this has nothing to do with the book or the field Mrs. Ipstenu and I passed on our way to Cleveland. My retarded cat is dying and I don’t have spell check. I wrote the excerpt while on kablog, which is nice but has a limited interface…. Three lines isn’t enough. More poisted now.
Everyone else is writing about the Oscars, so why shouldn’t I? Normally I don’t watch them, but I did this time. Nothing else was on. Cope.