Yesterday afternoon I pulled into Malcolm Court and looked up and saw the welcoming committee waiting on the balcony.

Sitting there in the camping chair is Arctos, Great Polar Bear of the North, resident emeritus of the Ohio Redoubt. After I got my stuff in, we hung out for a while and then he held down the fort while Der Bingle and I went to the mall and then on to Hot Head Burrito, where I got a burrito and a big nacho thing. I came home and ate the big nacho thing and didn’t have room for the burrito right then but have already had some bites this morning – and I am craving more, more and more.

Perhaps I should add a burrito line at the Peanut Butter Cafe & Roadhouse. Say, you know those 6-foot submarine sandwiches? I am imagining a 6-foot HHB burrito. But, wait, call in now and we can double it – 12 feet of taco meat and cheese and onions and rice and pinto beans and corn and tomatoes and sour cream.

I need to calm down.