The first time I heard that term, I was a father seven months later.
Southern Trout Magazine's Sept/Oct issue is much late thanks to me fouling up my left leg on a fishing trip to the Hiwassee. Ten days in the hospital allowed me to retain the limb, but the next two weeks the antibiotics (LSD class) kept me goofier than a Dem at convention in Charlotte.

We’ll get it out next week once the sky returns to a recognizable blue color.