Pie for breakfast is good.
Taking your time getting out into the day is good. Having the time to read something that doesn’t involve electoral politics is good. (I have twice in the last two days run across the perplexing epithet “extreme politician” and I don’t know whether to laugh or cry). And, of course, there is a good guy named Cooper waiting to hit the trail.
The Legislature is like a knot in your rope.
Wrote around 10,000 words in 23 columns, in addition to editing and commuting.
It takes a while to shake the knot out. Then, even my coffee tastes better.
This is my explanation for having pie around. I’ll have to cinch up again for the election year. 
dream ranch 