Oh by the way, folks,
Today we observe a Double Yolk Joke, or is it a Double Yoke Jolk, or whatever. Anyhow, somebody bought a package of six eggs and they were all double-yolk and they thought it was pretty amazing.
Twice in my life I've seen a whole dozen eggs all double-yolked. I think the explanation is that the egg-graders can tell during the grading process how many yolks the egg has got, and they deliberately sort the double-yolked eggs out and put them all in the same carton just to give somebody a thrill.
Meanwhile over on Facebook I'm finding out that it's pretty easy to ignite a flame war. Just say something about gun control, even of you don't take either side of the issue, and all the nut-cases who are in lust with guns instantly pop out of the woodwork.
So anyhow, nothing happened yesterday and nothing's gonna happen today until our son shows up this evening with a moving van to haul his stuff out. The actual moving van itself may not get here until tomorrow, but I'm eagerly awaiting the appearance of a few empty places to walk around amongst the furniture in our huge house. I hope we can cajole him into taking more than he wants.
Signs of life