My posting has been light for the past few days for an invincible reason: my kids. The missus is back East with our middle child, touring him around colleges. That means I'm here in California, trying to keep an eye on the four remaining children, who range in age from 21 (working for the summer, and therefore no trouble) to 10 (I seem to lose track of this one altogether for several hours a day as she gallivants happily around the neighborhood).
My better half will return, finally, in just over 24 hours, and thank goodness. In the meantime, she texted me this evening from Washington, D.C., or rather from Georgetown. She had taken our 17-year old to Clyde's, a restaurant she and I used to frequent when we were dating lo these many years ago--and which, in those days, represented an informal hangout for kids like us. No longer, my wife texted.
Clyde's is so different. Very high-end.
My goodness the govt business is doing well.
The government business, doing well. That about sums up what ails us, doesn't it?
More when the missus touches down.