A bird in flight; heading south for a season of warmth, the season ends on a high note. Winging in a vee they determine that the north is no longer needed but rather the south is the new hot spot to be.

The market rises in glee yet the job numbers plummet; a very high degree.

The sabers rattle; Iran/Pakistan. Names and nothing more, the Milky Way has more power; strange, fantastic and full of "glee".

This post is "crap", this topic "mundane". No new knowledge is gained...yet...wait a minute...what's that I see?

Tomorrow is Saturday! Tonight is a party! Rio, "you go girl!"

Ain't life great! You'll see!

Peace