Okay, the wall has been hit, and impact registered — Quasimodo is crying uncle today and crawling under the covers. Because the truth about letting someone, however gifted, cut up your face is that you’re in it till it’s over — there’s no “Time out, guys, we’ll play this again tomorrow.” Nothing like “It’s been six days of hurt, let’s do something else for a while.” No such thing as plucking out your own eyeball and hiding it in the closet ’til next week. And they don’t stress these things before you lie down for the nice nap.
Fortunately, the inimitable Philip Grecian did Monday’s Rant for us on Saturday, so you don’t have to listen to me go on and on here this morning. I’ll just find a recipe and a cool picture to get us caught up, and everyone can proceed with the day!
Meanwhile, “Remember … ‘Monday’ is an anagram for ‘Damn, yo.'” — John Fugelsang