When you've got nothing else to burn you have to set yourself on fire.

This has been stuck in my head all day.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HVIdy9_wqQw

This is also what I hear whenever I meet someone new.
Which becomes infinitely more exciting when they actually turn out to be a Mr. or British.

I miss a lot of things right now, like being employed at a place that isn't the USDA. Or Minnesota in general. July coming up makes me think a lot about a certain person. It gets more difficult every year. But he was definitely the original Mr. F. And I'll miss him more than I can ever say. And more than I'd want to say, in a blog post, natch.