“This country is in an awkward position : Too late to vote them out, too early to start shooting them.”

I’m back from Gawja where they have subdivisions named Bedford Forrest because nothing says home like the founder of the KKK, and where the temperature is hot enough to confuse one as to whether you’re already in hell or just heading there. All in all, I’m very glad to be home. The whole vacation was:

I’m glad to be home, and have a day of respite before I have to go back to work. Ugh.