Some kind of crud is strangling my sinuses and ambushing my adenoids, it's Tax Day, the Mariners moderately stink and risk further odoriferousness, the Mazda's in the shop, and I'm proctoring a WASL test the takers don't even have to pass. Yet next to this guy, my biliousness is positively minuscule. (Update: there was a lot more going on than initial reports let on. Turns out the bombmaker who blew himself up had a dark criminal history.)Besides, it's not only Jackie Robinson Day, but Tacky Tie Tuesday. My wife comes home in a half hour. I think I'll make it.
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