The world is on a downward trajectory in a picnic hamper.
Not only did we have to endure two whole days with no Diet Coke in the machine, but CLOO has gone off the air. The entire station. The. Entire. Station.
Which means I am now in NCIS marathon withdrawal.
Which means there will be more than the usual amount of channel surfing until I find a new channel to love (and by “love” I mean resort to when there’s nothing else on the airwaves to keep me company while I’m working and writing). And by “nothing else on the airwaves” I mean
Do not suggest Hulu or Netflix or any other pay-more-for-TV channel because I’m just not ready.
It is a sad, sad state of affairs.
And there’s likely to be hot coffee in a mug nearby.
Hope you have a wonderful day, kiddo. And avoid one way trips in baskets.