Well, now, I betcha thought I'd never get here.
It's my memory.
See what I mean?
But now that I AM here, let's get on with the humor, shall we?
And with that horrific pun, I will slink back to my dark den of desultory destruction, departing drearily to dreamland, doting on dreams of days past of dining in delicatessens and other diversions.
But before I go let me wish you all a spectacular weekend and leave you with this thought: there are only 11 days to go!
Oh, yes, and always remember to keep laughing!
Here, kitty-kitty . . .
(. . . oh, not quite yet, pussycat.)
