This little dude bit me.

I read that you can go crazy from Lyme disease. Stark, raving mad.

So now I'll have an excuse.

Oranse Lamont is gone. He flew away to somewhere the pestilential/razed-by-weasel-muskrats don't dig holes in the dams and let all the water out. He was my friend for over three years and he is splendid... somewhere.

Here's my video of the day. We'll send it out to him. This Little Bird

Also, I'd like to add that my friend, Tommy, invented this dance called "The Tick" years ago. I think I may have written about this but maybe not. He would jump on someone and pin them down to the floor and then wiggle around like "The Human Tick." Add a twist of lime.