I love Bunny, but

As I may have pointed out in the past, one of the great dangers involved with reading blogs, is you find yourself several hours older, and very much wiser.



I love Bunny. The poor woman must be black and blue from being tagged by so many of us. Mercifully she holds herself above the fray. I would love to meet her. Cocktails by the pool would be divine. I'd insist David come.



This time, her meticulous sense of style let her down. I saw the post, I bit. $10 to Alibris and 3 days later it arrived. God it's awful.


I still can't wait for tomorrows' post.



Toad