It’s March Break. If everyone else can recycle old crap, why not me?

Our politicians have decamped for another Easter layabout. All the late night talk shows are re-runs. So why am I the only one left holding the fort?

If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em, I say. Thus the following relic from four years back that I was going to pawn off one day as something new if the weather had co-operated. Continue reading