I know I bid you all adieu earlier, but I must impose on you for a little sympathy before I leave on vacation. Ignoring for the moment the ugliness of my feet and the weird tan lines (thanks to my wearing mary janes all summer), check out my pinky toe. That's what happens when you don't see a wasp on your kitchen floor while rinsing some dishes and happen to step on it. It sucks! Fortunately, I still had some Adolph's meat tenderizer, so I was able to make a paste out of it, but it didn't seem to help. Oh well, it'll be better in the morning, I hope.