I once started to read "Wuthering Heights".
I didn't get far, because I couldn't muster up the least amount of feeling for Cathy or Heathcliff. I actually would not have cared if they suddenly fell off one of the moors and died.

People Puttin' People Down, by John Prine.

I'm working on a plan. A concept of a plan, to be a smart ass. But I'm going to survive the next four years and live long enough to vote this silliness out.

My bull terrier, Audrey. I've had her about two years. She's seven