Up late last night to sit by the fire, have a few drinks, and in the spirit of vino veritas contemplate the solutions to light speed and time travel.

I think we came close!

Of course, in the darkness I couldn't see that I'd been stepping in giant gobs of molten marshmallow that the kids had dripped and dropped in the grass. Didn't spot it until this morning when I got dressed for Mass and noticed big clumps of grass stuck to the side of my shoe. Went outside to pound it off and discovered I had marshmallow soles -- which IIRC were quite popular in the 1970s.

See, we did conquer time travel!

For now we're just hanging at the house. Earlier we went out back and lit off some firecrackers -- just a few packs. Later tonight will be the town fireworks over Polio Pond. Should be fun.