Home at last

Lovely to know the warmth
You're smile can bring to me
I want to tell you but the words you do not know
(The Moody Blues. "Emily's Song." Every Good Boy Deserves Favour. Threshold Records, 1973)

I said there's be an update...

Crap day at work.
Crap fast food for dinner.
Crap traffic on the way home.

The up side: The only woman willing to put up with me wants all my attention, so I'll be spending the evening with my cat.

How's that for an update!

I'll post about the revolver I want to buy latter.