Eh. I'm not going to get much done until my landline comes back on. Going for a walk!
Anyone who's liked or commented on this post when I return is getting a dirty limerick.
(Except Scott. We already talked 'hose the other day. 😉)
There once was a dreamer named Stephen
Who tried to manage his heart within reason--
But as Spock set the bar
And even Vulcans "Pon Farr"
What's a human to do, but get *bleepin'*?
