These days, I buy my macaroni eight pounds at a time. I went to BJs this evening to stock up: got a giant box of Barilla penne. Mega-block of juice-boxes for Da Chimpz. And a case of bottled water, because Berea's tap water tastes like sweat.

Frylock assures us all that he will post a detailed accounting of his weekend adventure of moving Bazzukajoe's worldly belongings into his the place. What I want to know is how many precious items were accidentally dropped and/or smashed. Because there are always casualties in an operation of this magnitude.