The promised McMegan on Trump posts haven't fallen into the same hole as the Atlas Shrugged series, life and Binkley have just been keeping me busy and distracted. Binkley's infection reappeared, which made for a very scary weekend a couple weeks back, but he's back on the mend, thank Jebus, the FSM, and fuck. Still needs a bit of nursing, but after 17 years and change he's earned a little extra attention now and then. And the underlying signs of recovery are even better this time. So, soon, I'll be free to suffer through them words of hers. It's been years, and I suspect it may be years again once I'm done. I'd add another cat porn shot, but it'd be practically indistinguishable from the post just below. But the change in his eyes and expression and mood is clear, and makes all the difference.