I'm working on the novel nonstop right now. Plus tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day and I plan to spend it doing nothing but eating, loafing, and preparing creamed onions. In reverse order, of course.
So normally I'd have nothing to say. But my admirable son Sean dropped by the house a few minutes ago to borrow a few last-minute utensils for the Thanksgiving dinner he'll be making us tomorrow. And he told us of the following nearly-incredible piece of late-breaking news:
Dick Van Dyke rescued from certain death by friendly dolphins!
Do you doubt me? Then click here.
And happy Thanksgiving Day to everybody!