Good Morning,

The World Cup is about to begin again, here in my home town. 

The locals a battening down the hatches like RAGBRAI is rolling thru.

Meanwhile, math is happening at the house of Q lives. 

"Son, fractions is just division on ice." I say.

"Whaaat?" he screams in his ear piercing morning mode. "You mean they're frozen?"

"Yep. Frozen in time, Just like this song." I proceed to sing a blues ballad I made up in fifth grade about knowing fractions. 

He's not impressed. He is now singing Jingle Bells with meows. 

Well, a 1/3 of the household is amused. With numbers like that, I can run for office! 

More likely I'ma make a run to the grocery store. 

If you follow sport, I hope your team wins. 

Later!