Thank G*d for Sacred Heart. Three miles into my Sunday morning walk from Pachamama to the Fabulous Forties and back, I was overcome with the effects of a second cuppa joe. Having stopped here before to use the facilities, I knew right where to go once inside. That’s a good thing considering the labrynthine layout and the urgent signals from my distended bladder.
Yes, G*d is truly gracious 🙂
And if you’re on the way to view totality today,
may G*d grant you clear skies.
Last but not least, for all my friends in Indy.
