Off to Bed.

So, it is Thanksgiving here in America, and I actually have a proper thankful sort of post brewing, but by “brewing” I mean “still in my head,” unfortunately, and unless someone lends me a typist and possibly some coffee seasoned with cocaine, said post is not going to get written tonight. If this angers you, take it up with a certain I-N-F-A-N-T who hasn’t been S-L-E-E-P-I-N-G.

So I’ll be back tomorrow. But while you are digesting pie and avoiding the dishes, I have the perfect way for you to occupy your time:
After I posted that penguin game a while back, Ruth commented with a link to Flight of the Hamsters, and I abandoned my flightless birds IMMEDIATELY in favor of her superior pastime. The music, the tiny rodent cheers at the end…you’ll see. The dishes can wait.