The holiday President's Day scares me, because it could also be Presidents Day, or Presidents' Day, and there is no real answer, leaving it up to something called my discretion. Yikes. So instead of deciding, even though we kind of did in the title, whatever, I just added Space Cat to Mt. Rushmore. Happy P****** Day. Go barbecue something.*
See you all tomorrow!
*I am aware that it is mostly too cold for BBQ, however, at the time of this message being written, it is 65 degrees and sunny in New York, AKA, heaven.