FILMCLIP FROM LAST NIGHT:
Susan to daughter home for spring break: "Just so you know, you can feel free to make as many sugar cookies as you wish... don't forget to put the strawberry jam on them while they're still warm... [motherly yada yada yada].... or maybe a pizza pan size cookie...."

Daughter: "Pizza pan does NOT work, how many time do I have to tell you that! That needs a different recipe, SHORTBREAD."

All fall silent as memories of shortbread take over the slight amount of operant brain space remaining.

LIVE REPORT:
"Road? Sure there's a road. The oil truck just weased on by, and so did Schwan's frozen food delivery truck. There must be a road. No I can't SEE any road-- have a little faith!"

"Oh look!!! Well, those evergreens needed pruning anyhow."

Ruby the Dog, just after her rocket-launching autopilot has propelled her off the dogporch steps into the morning: "Waidaminnit! You want me to WHAT?"

~S~