Problems with the InterTubes last night - a slow, tortuous exercise that bought back unhappy memories of dial up - meant that my usual nightly post of one of my offspring wasn't going to happen with the kind of patience unavailable to me after a week of work.
Thus, you get this six week old shot of Ez looking like a Belarussian chef preparing calves tongue in 1976.
Enjoy!
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Really. Last night I finally logged off and went to bed, after getting some weird "Sorry" notice from Google every time I tried to connect to a blog.
This morning I read about the problem in the news.