Seriously, I’m not entirely sure who’s been feeding amphetamines to Time itself, but the calendar is whipping through days at a ridiculous pace. I mean, waaaaay too fast. Faster than a over-stimulated toddler after a full bowl of Sugar-O’s, running stern to bow on a Federation starship screeching through the vastness of space at Warp 9+.
Which, I guess, isn’t physically possible, technically, but I’ll leave that for the Einsteins of the world to work out.
The point is, it was, like, two days ago that I was trudging along behind a cluster of overly-stimulated (I sense a theme here), costumed kids of varying ages as they made their way through our neighborhood, trick-or-treating for Halloween. And by “two days”, I apparently meant three weeks.
How in name of the Sorcerer’s Apprentice it somehow got to the 21st day in November, I’ll never know.
Personally, I suspect Gremlins…
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