So why are you on the Web?
Oh, that. Alone. Been there, done that. Hey I'm thankful you stopped by; at least there's that. For whatever comfort is in it (rather a lot) with the Internet, with modern mass media, no one needs to be entirely alone; it takes effort to get away unless you're already in the back of the beyond, past the end of the streetcar lines and out from under the RF footprint of the last cellphone tower.
Here at Roseholme Cottage, I am fixing to prepare to put the turducken in the oven -- no idle string of words, that, since I store baking pans and a couple of specialized skillets in the oven, all of which need temporary locations elsewhere, and I want to recheck under the stovetop after The Great Grease Spill Of Several Weeks Ago. I think I got it all but it's better to be sure.
Coffee and toasted cinnamon-raisin bread first, along with a little blogging.
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