Friday the Thirteenth

It's Friday the 13th. All over our state, folks are holed up trying not to be noticed by the bad juju sure to come a-knocking.  Some are in urban apartments and some are in a trailer at the head of your holler.  Some are your next door neighbor.

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I've missed the neighbors the last couple months. They've been on an extended road trip since January.

I've been thinking a lot lately about the great 1980's film Princess Bride. In particular, one of the unforgettable lines in a movie with dozens of unforgettable lines.

Say what you want about the clown car careening across the nation's capital these days, at least it has a working signal.  Course, we only know that thanks to the loose nut connecting the driver's seat and the steering wheel.