Don’t be fooled. This is it. Are you guys on 6? They told us it would be over by now. Man, your hands move fast. This just in, mindless walks and the apprehension of a New York afternoon: Will there be another day like this? I amble to you, not “at you,” duuuude. That’s English only, please. English only. I’m not going to say this again.

English only. Today I walked across the esplanade of the Brooklyn courthouse, and watched huge people with huge Mets t-shirts spinning around like dervishes. Then, something happened. I noticed The Difference. What’s that? Competition is good but not inside a family. And family is what we are; so unless your weaving machine is distinctly different from other solemn ceremonies, you toastmaster you, I won’t divvy up the stitching.

Question: Are idioms put in quotes? That’s a toughie. I wrestled with this for seven days and seven nights, and then I broke out my best bottle of fizzy water, taking yet another walk. Yet another walk.

That’s the fact, Jack. That’s the black jacket, Mack. That’s the ball sac, Love Shack.

No, not in quotes, dude. It is resolved.