Friends are great and food is great and Fielding is great and flowers are great -- oh, the flowers -- and walking is great and cleaning is okay and reading is superiorly great . . .
(And it's usually not a margie but hey, it was the weekend. As evinced by my weed wacker wack job.)
But the thing about Mistah?
And I am forever grateful.
For Mistah's artistry . . .