This is Austin's raincoat, the one he often does not want to take off, even if it means that his abilities to eat crackers and/or fight crime are hampered due to lack of mobility. I am sure that if he was not wearing the raincoat, he could have gotten that cracker in his mouth sideways, or here in America what we might call "horizontally".....a word that should be describing my position on this earth right now due to my leaving work early today because of the straining of my wrist. But I am not horizontal, I am type-ical. Haha, what a nice little joke.

I was lifting a cheese (not by myself of course, I am just not that much of a go getter) that happened to be a rather large cheese, a Laguiole to be specific and something in my rather fragile wrist had enough. So here I am typing away with one hand. Which is stupid. I should go lie down. Or take a bath! Yes! I will take a quick bath with nobody knocking on the door saying, "Mama, are you? Hmmmm! Are you Mama?" This of course translated into 21st century Californian means, "Dude, I haven't seen you in like, ten seconds! Duuude....where ARE you?"