Entered both the writing contests (thanks again WG!). Hot and cold, love and hate. One of them is a sci-fi apocalypse, one of them is a simple love poem without the word love.
We're ordering a pizza tonight so we can sit down and watch the State of the Union speech. Regardless of what is said, or what happens, we are watching History, with a capital "H." I hope our better angels prevail.
Coffee would be swell.
