Those unloseable sunglasses

One strong wave and bloop!, there they went into the fathomless Atlantic.  Sigh!  On the way back to G&C Homestead and Chicken Farm, we stopped at the Piggly Wiggly for some other crap and I bought a 15 dollar pair of awful black "aviators" and the Bride promptly christened them the Divorced Dad Glasses.  And sure enough, my collar popped up, seemingly of its own volition, and I was finding myself saying things like "Listen, I don't care that Kara thinks she's a 'vegetarian,' okay?" and "I can't - Shasteen and I are going to Vegas on the 19th."  It was amazing how quickly this happened.

Then Slash showed up.