Sez me.

Folks, it's happened. Tuesday night just passed, I had to leave my home under emergency conditions. I'm presently living with relatives while trying to pull myself together enough to effect a better choice.

I can tell you straight it's not much fun to be called bad names and to be hit in the face by your enraged spouse. I'm reasonably certain I did nothing to deserve it, and more than certain that strong drink had a part to play in tuesday night's activities.

To my friends: I'm going to be hit-or-miss here for a while while trying to get life re-arranged. I'll post when I can.