Saturday’s paper has the hardest Sudoku of the week in it; we are starting it now. If we don’t come back, well, we don’t know – we probably blew a brain gasket.
UPDATE: I got the puzzle, so that’s cool . . . but, look at the sentence above? Why am I referring to myself in the royal “we”?
Because you and Summer were working on it and you, of course, have an army of poo advisors.