Yes, there will be no blog tonight. I am tired. I am also disgruntled and flabbergasted. I won’t explain why, choosing instead to tweak the curiosity of any readers that might have blundered into this blog by accident. Perhaps you’ll return in the hope that I’ll explain this. I will not. My disgruntlement and flabbergastion is not unusual these days. I’m not speaking of the general population, but rather about me only. Enough of that.
So good night, Irene. Good night, Little Joe. Good night, Johnboy. Good night, Lucy. Good night, Cincinnati.
Too bad you missed the meteor shower last night.