Well, friends, another week has burned away into ash, to be scattered across the sands of time.
Yes, I am a upbeat devil, thank you for noticing.
Passover hit Niagara Falls like a Sharknado times ten this year. I love the Jewish folk, but when you put thousands of them together in one hotel… you’re asking for a helluva non-alcoholic hangover the next day. Honestly, Passover hit me like a wrecking – wait, I can’t use a Miley Cyrus reference; I don’t hate myself quite that much.
At any rate, it’s Sunday so here’s a pic of Chelsea in all her “glory”.
The poor dog…