And somehow it got to be past the middle of November

Not sure how that happened.

Oh, and I’d read all the magazines in the coffeeshop, so I picked up Frog And Toad Are Friends, and found this passage:

Then Toad began to bang his head against the wall. “Why are you banging your head against the wall?” asked Frog. “I hope that if I bang my head against the wall hard enough, it will help me to think of a story,” said Toad.

It’s like that sometimes, innit?