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I'm home, safe, tired, and off to work. Got in last night, actually, but had too pressing a need-to-vegetate to write anything up here.

Lots to blog, but I'll probably forget it all before I do.
Bought lots of wine. Saw lots of scenery. Exclaimed, "Vista!" many times upon coming around corners of road to see a glorious scenic vista unfolding ahead. The Finger Lakes are fuckin' gorgeous, man.

One small aside: went to Wal-Mart after dinner with Fiona, and right inside the door, there was a display about Mother's Day. Thank her, it said in bright pink/red flowy script. In the cardboard standup's shelves: K-Y Warming Personal Lubricant.

For your mom?

Wow. Z took a picture with his phone but I don't know if it came out. I didn't have my camera on me.

I took a bazillion photos of other pretty things, but I can't find my camera cable, so, uh. Can't share them, at the moment.

Must get ready for work. Don't really want to. Had a lovely 'weekend'. So did Z. Didn't get over to Ithaca at all but went all around western Seneca and eastern Keuka lake.

sounds

It is raining, just a little.
People are shouting in the streets. Lots of voices in the distance.

Z's spider sense is tingling, he says. He thinks the Sabres have won.

I sort of don't want to find out. I'd rather just sit here and believe it.