"Well, Clarice - have the lambs stopped screaming?"
Beautiful sleeping weather here in the northeast, no? Cool, dry nights with just a hint of bite in the air. Throw open the windows and throw on an extra comforter and you can bury down into a blissful slumber, yes?
No wonder all of you are getting all your Top Tens and Hole Shots and I-Just-Finished-One-Or-Two-Spots-Behind-Lynes.
Happy, happy dreams for everyone, right?
I hear screams.
Yep, it's them damn Screech Owls. Two of them. Every night. In the trees outside the bedroom window. Screaming, screaming, screaming.....