Happy Fourth

I came back from Kirksville today (headed up Friday) and want to write all about it, but I am distracted by Glory playing in the other room. I haven't seen that movie in forever, and kind of want to get in on it now before it's over. And I was somehow inspired by the recent realization of how old and fat Cary Elwes got. Okay, "old" probably isn't a good word, cause he's probably about 40 or so, but then again I think 20 is old and that's less than a year away for me.

So Kirksville's revelations will have to wait.