There’s a certain continuity between leaving one sibling in FSM watching <emBones only to arrive in Dallas to find the other sibling watching Bones.
There are Ole Miss fans in Oak Cliff judging by the yard signage.
Hanging skeletons from trees is the new Halloween thing. All the cool kids are doing it.
Andromeda loves me even if Maximilian is still a kitty putz.
Singing at full volume to Frank Turner wasn’t the brightest idea for the recovering throat. It was an excellent idea for the soul, so I’m counting it a win. Is there anything better than troubadour punk rock?