Polimom’s mind is looping on AC-specific issues this morning, and posting will be late today.
Since I can’t focus until I get the loop interrupted, this is probably as good a time as any for an open thread.
What’s on your mind today?
Update (Yes, I’m updating an open thread): How come the first time I ever put up an open thread, everybody went shy on me? Sheeeesh.
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And I’m not smart (blush). I’m a smart-aleck. There’s a small but apparently significant difference between genius and impudence.
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