How can it be Monday? Last I checked, it was Thursday, with just the tip of Friday appearing over the horizon. I was robbed of time, I tell you. Robbed! I’m getting a lawyer, and I’m suing July.
Stupid, too-hot July.
But if it’s Monday, then I must have a new Worth a Thousand story for you… and I do! It’s called Homecoming but features neither dancing nor football, so it’s clearly not that kind of homecoming. Maybe next week.
