Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow...

Tonight is pregnant with anticipation. For tomorrow, I get my taxes done. I usually get several thousand back on taxes. Yay. Tomorrow also is my book club get together. We will be discussing Endurance, the story of Shackleton's Antarctic misadventure. Very moving. Makes you realize there is little we do these days that qualifies as adventurous, let alone dangerous. But, we will be meeting at the Square Pub, which as a certain Rogue Hazelnut Brown Nectar on draft, which I shall be partaking of liberally during the conversation. Oh, and the bug lady is coming in the morning. Nancy. She is wonderful. Remembers even the most minute detail about your life and asks you about it while defeating the future efforts of God's little mistakes, insects. It should be a good day.

This has been brought to you under the influence of Founders' Double Trouble and Red, the wine we are still working our way through a case of. Together, these wonder twins form brain freeze and a monkey to throw darts at my temples. Don't ask me how they ever got anyone, let alone themselves, out of trouble with the Legion of Doom.