I don’t know about y’all (we had proper cornbread yesterday, so I’m allowed to drop a y’all), but I’m hiding at home right now. Black Friday (the shopping orgy the day after Thanksgiving, for the non-Americans or those who just woke up from 1960) frightens me. The only thing that might entice me to a retail establishment is the need to buy milk for my coffee, and even that probably won’t do it. Which is saying a lot, because Coffee is Life. I’ll keep this brief, in case you did leave the house at some point today or you’re clicking Read more…