i guess i outgrew my button-fly jeans and still i'm wearing them though my midriff is so constricted i may be bisected like umbilicus though i think i may be otherwise shrinking. are you getting nervous about building back better than normal while joe deports and makes war? me too. and i wonder what variants of normality are abound to mutate in the body politic, gnome sane. i admit i'm pandemically addicted to chips and affection. i know i can lose the chips if i lost the beers. i'm going to affectionately shimmy into this souled american spring.