sixty-three: typical saturday night.

sixty-two: everybody loves doing laundry.

sixty-one: the demon barber of fleet street!

sixty: thank goodness that is over.

fifty-nine: a resurgence of national pride as the returns come in.

fifty-eight: we are all adjusting to the time change.

fifty-seven: when everyone leaves, the pets follow me around and it makes it seem lonelier.

fifty-six: weekend review.