When you ...

... got to go, you got to go. And if it happens while you are harvesting grapes and/or corn it's handy to have a mobile port-a-potty close by. I realise that calling a portable toilet 'mobile' is sort of moot - but this one is not just moveable in general - it's on wheels. So utterly random.

I Zumba'd, got groceries, went over to Mom and Dad B., took the long way home, photographed a toilet, cleaned ALL the cat hair out of the sunroom and then made nachos. Later we watched the Batman Trilogy without the one in the middle. As much as I liked the first 2, the last one completely failed to amuse/entertain me. So I went to bed before it ended. Yes, I disliked it THAT much.

(backBlipped on 10/6)