More awful things

There has been no end to the stupid shit happening to me and Suzanne. Stupid shit, sad shit, bad shit, dangerous shit.

Tonight, Suzanne managed to crease up the left front of her car on I-95 in traffic.

Monday, a co-worker I'd known since 1994 died of cancer. She was young.

Tuesday, some other things happened, and I won't go into them except that the house is now a mess and the cats were all freaked out.

Last weekend was excellent. I'm just waiting for the latest crap to go away so the good things can resume.

Lynn, it was good to know you, and a lot of people will miss you.