I had a longish post prepared, was ready to hit “save” and thought I’d close out some unnecessary windows. Went to hit command/W, which closes windows. Guess what key is next to the W? Guess what tells Safari to shut itself down and take a nice nap?

Grrrr.

So I’ll stick just to the bloggage today:

The Freep had at least seven Pistons stories today, but this is the only one you need to bother with. Lucky another brawl didn’t break out.

A nicely done Father’s Day post, played in a minor key, by Roy Edroso.

I not only wouldn’t live in Kansas on a bet, I don’t even want to drive through it. One of several reasons.

I had more to say, about music, reading and sitting poolside on a fine day in June. Wish it hadn’t gone down the memory hole. We’ll try again tomorrow.