I tend not to post about drama that I'm currently in. I detest blogs that do that, especially when the blog becomes a none-too-subtle participant in the drama. That's uninteresting and self-indulgent. So Sarah and the AW did not exist here until they no longer existed, period. Between them, that's five years of backlog waiting to burst forth. And when the dam finally breaks, well, it's all I want to write about. I resist, though. I can't expect y'all to slog through that every day for a month. So pardon me while I ration.
I saw this remarkable photo on the AP wire the other day. That would be three pigs stranded on a roof during a midwestern flood. I have no joke, although "three little pigs" lines abound.
