Short snack tonight, one of those “Open the fridge and peek at a couple of covered dishes that have sat there so long you are no longer sure what they had been, but they don’t smell bad yet” things… It’s late, the bulb blew a month or two back, and it all looks suspiciously edible, but not.
Served up for the evening, we have:
- Dinner (and writing) music
- A huge bag of candy, or it it well-done steak (Oh, no! Spoiler alert!)
- Succulent deserts for Zombies….