Ol' Adalbert Lightfoot, the hippie neighborhood association president in The Great American Novel has a new name:
Yes, it is another name I found in my g-mail spam. I haven't decided if he is going to go by that or by a nickname yet.
Oh, and there is something slightly subversive about drinking wine out of a Winnie the Pooh mug at 4:30 in the afternoon while you are still at work. We were celebrating the election. Or drowning our sorrows, for one or two of us.
I was on the celebrating side.