after 64 days of scorching heat we finally had a good long, all-nighter of rain.
now my yard is full of little red ants that came up to keep from drowning.
blech.

You only think your TSA story is bad.

I know I've been verbose lately on a forum that isn't my space, so skip this if you don't find me entertaining to at least some degree: I'm gonna vent.

My daughter is the child of divorce, and I'm sorry about that, it was out of my hands. My ex is a Scottish expat and current US citizen. Her parents, Tom and Ann, live in Scotland.

A few years back, my daughter had occasion to go on a two-week trip to Scotland with her (swanky consultant) Mom, during which the grandparents, my ex, and my daughter would fly over to Italy to spend some time in Tuscany and other places.

Tom, the patriarch, took an early pension from the UK police due to a heart condition. He's been retired since about 40, he's gifted a new car every two years from the government as part of his pension/medical care. He is addicted to morphine and painkillers. My daughter loves him dearly, but b4 their trip to Italy, Tom became frightened because no human being can convincingly carry hundreds of ...