Dinner with friends last night a pleasant treat and marked the first time in +/- two years I've had to make a decision as to what clothes to wear and, unlike the bluetooth device implanted in my tricep to be changed out later today, I haven't lost pairing abilities plus THERE WERE SWEET POTATO FRIES VICTORY YES even though I'm not sure if the aforementioned friends will take my advice and name their upcoming baby Spike since he was conceived in the era of Covid (hey, they asked for boy's name suggestions; it would be unfriendly of me not to duly provide) but hey one out of two isn’t bad... KN95s have arrived and familial distribution / retribution will begin this weekend – quite comfortable, actually (the mask, not the family part)... and I'm becoming - gasp - happier with AnotherFictionThing's progress: there's something there, waiting the persistence of the chisel/the scalpel; the day awaits.