Oh, and P.S. …

I’m sorry to disappoint, but the tirade to which I referred at 12:35 a.m. never quite surfaced. It sputtered, it simmered, yes … but I didn’t want to burden anyone with it (except the ever faithful and terminally understanding Distinguished Older Gentleman) unless it reached full-blown lunatic frenzy status. If the occasion does present itself, however, please do know that you’ll be among the first to know. After all, I wouldn’t want to disappoint, and I do so hate being on the receiving end of bile. (Green just isn’t my color!)