No time ....

Just not enough time, to get up a real post today, before heading out to the festivities [though spent a pert fair amount of time already, sorting/editing a couple I had in the can (and a couple more scribbled down)]. So ... will just say:

Tonight I'll bow my head in prayer, while the heavens are alight with the sparkling fusillade.
Asking to be delivered from evil.
Hoping beyond hope that it will rain subpoenas, in one hundred twenty one days.
For forty days and forty nights.
And in the flood, we finally are able to dispatch the traitor Khalid Sheik Obama.
Pray G*d.

Happy Fourth ... as it were, Elmo.