Mary’s Monday Metazoan: Next time…

I’m home at last, after about 48 hours of airports and airplanes and long drives. I haven’t slept at all except for these peculiar intermittent blackouts, I’m flat-out exhausted, I’ve got this +5 Flaming Rod of Lancing Agony in place of a spine, and the Trophy Wife™ (who is at work, so I haven’t even seen her yet) sends me an email with this picture, suggesting that it hints where I ought to go next.

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I guess she didn’t mind my absence that much.