Fried Day

In a few minutes Jen and I will head into Mass Eye and Ear for a check up on that wonk ass eye of mine. With luck Doc Jacobs will pronounce me cured or, at least, well enough to go back to wearing my cornea protecting, sight saving PROSE lens. Fingers crossed and shit.

On the way home we'll stop at the Dairy Freeze for our customary cup 'o' soft serve. Why? All sensitive eye appointments must be capped by a spirit buoying guilty pleasure. DUH!

Just a reminder – get ready, make your plan to VOTE. This election is not your average run of the mill business. We are fighting for our lives, for truth over horror show fiction, for sanity, for decency in our government. Don't let the greedheaded, sadistic motherfuckers win and kill us all with their power and bucko mad, predatory gluttony.

VOTE!