suz sends word a girl on the radio advised people out in the cold to wear a baklava. i say
i wouldn't advise wearing a baklava even given the extreme cold, unless you want your face eaten by desperate polar bears whose habitat has melted. then i read the rest. ursine vengeance!

This is starting to remind me of Miz Beaver’s Pie and Laundry Service in Pogo, an enterprise in which the baker/laundress tends to mix the clean laundry with the pies, with the result that someone ends up taking a bite out of Barnstable Bear’s underpants, and spends the rest of the episode in fear of ursine vengeance.

tx for morning levitation, suz.