Back to the Revolution

We have to make this journey anyway, and the view is better on the beast's back than it is clinging to its belly.

Yesterday, as you may have guessed, my husband and I got some very bad news. Part of what was so tough for me, what is so tough for me, is when tragic things, big, big, big time sucky things, are preventable. Could have been avoided. If the damage had to happen, it could have been minimized. If only the hatches were battened, we'd have us our fine things now, you know?

If th...