If it's Friday ...

... it must be chickenblogging day.

Last night I had the Sirius on for the Meistersinger broadcast while straightening up around the house, and then during dinner, after dinner, while reading work, up till I settled in and kissed the edge of sleep. But by the last hour I returned to full awareness, saying "wow this thing is long" and "wow this thing is really really good, I forgot how good it was."

I'm back to the opera house for this season's last Meistersinger; in the interim, I may have to duck out of sight for a bit, to sort a few life issues out.