Sunday roadkill report

One fresh skunk, not noticeably odoriferous. Scattered dessicated remnants of other critters, probably more than a week old and therefore don't count. Hot out there -- temperature somewhere around 90 F, depending on which thermometer you ask.

I note with amusement the exegesis going around the web on the theological ramifications of the latest Potter. I hope nobody ever subjects my books to the same level of analysis. I refer you to the warning at the start of HUCKLEBERRY FINN.

42 miles, 3:22:30