Zo, the Pope is retiring, eh? That’s something that happens, like…never.
Yeah, I don’t know where I was going with this. I think I had that old game Mystery Date stuck in my head. Remember that?
Oh, hey, Kung Hei Fat Choi, y’all! Happy Year of the Snake (that sounds auspicious, don’t it?) Yesterday was Chinese New Year, so we drove to our favorite Chinese restaurant for takeaway. Which is a long, long, STUPID long drive, and the weather was lousy. High winds and raining sideways. The ground is saturated, so it was all slopping over the road in a bad way. We plowed through a few puddles of an almost-stall-the-car depth.
Though seeing the FaceBook pictures of what fell on my buds back in Rho d’Island this weekend, perhaps I shouldn’t complain.
So, hey, you going to apply for that pope thing?