don't worry, have donuts
As part of my worry-free weekend that has been imposed on me by David, I am going to just direct you to Meryl. I can be certain that whatever outrage and distress I am feeling over the terrorist attack in Israel today, Meryl will cover that same ground I would have had I been allowed to write about it.
Now, I am taking Nat and several of her friends to the grand opening of the third Dunkin' Donuts store in East Meadow, all owned by a friend of mine. We are not going strictly for the donuts, however. See, Natalie's best friend happens to be the nephew of my donut-owning friend and, in a case of family obligations stretched just a bit too far, Nat's friend will be dressed up like a giant coffee cup and waving down traffic on the eight lane thoroughfare that the donut shop resides on.
Nat says they are not going to make fun of him or mock him, yet she insists on bringing the camera. Me, I'm bringing my chocolate craving.
[Insert daily rant about everything under the sun here]