Eight to 24 is a big jump! How wonderful, Bev!
So that's been fun. Also, David, I snuck up on a little shit fly that's been hiding in daylight and making us twitch at night watching tv when it flutters across the screen, or across our faces, attracted by the screen's reflection in our glasses. He (probably she) was basking in the sun on the window frame, half hidden by the blinds and didn't see me coming with my crumpled tissue. He made a satisfying scrunch, and his last traces got wiped off the window. Die, mofos!
Bwahahaha! For yours is an evil laugh, delighting in squish!