So yeah…

I was going to do a second part to the true crime thing where Oscar Madison was interrogated about the spindle attack and he would confess but have no remorse etc, but then a baby ate my blogging time and I kind of lost interest and…there you have it. The cat was accidentally locked in my office (where he isn’t ever supposed to be left unattended because that’s where the wool lives) and he killed a Bosworth full of LincolnX.

Ah well.

Happy Thanksgiving, folks.

PS: I made this last night. It’s really damn good.

PPS: Thanks again to everyone who added to that collaborative short story. It was fun!