Thanking the Little People

I'd like to sincerely thank all the people who failed to make morning rush hour my problem on my way to a peaceful day of lounging at Mozart's on the lake. Neither the fact that my Opting Out of rush hour is now an inviolate law of the universe, superseding all other worldly concerns, nor my ability to instantaneously enforce dire consequences on anyone deviating even slightly from my every whim, is 100% reliable in preventing certain so-called "individuals" from allowing the presence of their vehicles on the road between myself and my destination. The unexpected delight of being freed from near-executed vision of hapless idiots vaulting toward heaven on fountains of Divine Flame, their charbroiled screams amusingly distorted by the Doppler effect of their high-speed departure, was most welcome.

Have a pleasant day.

Ant Farms

Acrobat ants are farming aphids, which they milk for sugary secretions, right here where I'm sitting on these flowers at Mozarts!