Oh, we called ours the Fighting Quakers. Don't know if that was official or not.

(Jesse, where?)

We only called them Fighting Quakers as a joke, I'm pretty sure. At Penn.

The actual mascot was a cranky, belligerent-looking little quaker-hatted dude. He looked decidedly unpeaceable.

My poor Clarks are one of the pairs of shoes that almost fit, but anything other than the velcro-strapped are too narrow.

I have to generally get wide widths in Clarks, and not all styles come in wide, but the ones I have, I do adore. (Although the soles of my sandals are a little smelly now.)

Still waiting for the Washington Redskins to have a clue.

In that area, the Washington Redskins have made it clear that they don't want a clue.

To update:

The back problem appears to be muscle spasm. There are pills, there's supposed to be moving around. There isn't supposed to be much driving.

There will be 2 more cats this evening.

And there's one less computer at home. It died in a puff of smoke. Luckily, no flames, so nothing else damaged.

Plei, I have different foot issues, but my best comfy shoes are from Naot and Beautifeel. Unfortunately, they're very very spendy.

There will be 2 more cats this evening.

More cats are always good.

Of course, as soon as I post this there will probably be a half-dozen posts contradicting me. But hey, I grew up on a farm - we usually had six to twelve cats and kittens at any one time.

It died in a puff of smoke.

Oh, dear, the magical blue smoke got out. Hard to pull a computer back from the abyss when the magic smoke escapes.

Hard to pull a computer back from the abyss when the magic smoke escapes.

Yeah, totally. Which is why I do all my computer repairs under a lead crystal bell jar.

Ack, Fred. Good luck w/ all that.

I am now ready for lunch. It is Not Lunch Time. I apparently didn't have enough breakfast. Hmph.

I have, OTOH, started doing work at work, which is exciting. Also I got offered more hours here, which I can't take. Everybody wants me!