Not quite that Friday Feeling...

Just to make sure -- everyone has heard that the government says it's okay to not open your e-mail (I guess because it's not a Federal concern?) and therefore have no responsibility for whatever's conveyed therein? So if you're getting, oh, dunning notices from the IRS electronically? No worries, mate! If you don't open them, never happened! Not your problem!

Anyway. I am in Tennessee. I have eaten catfish, gone antiquing (and resisted, damn it, the art nouveau mirror), been molested by a large fuzzy cat and a small enthusiastic puppy, and not yet said "Ah tell you whut" but the accent is definitely starting to slip in. There may be writing tonight. Or we may just bitch talk a lot about writing. Tomorrow, we have to work for a living.

While I'm gone, talk amongst yourselves -- Open Thread is declared!


( my trip is complete -- fried pickles! )

( and if you never hear from me again, it's because The Chair has Et Me )