a disappearing weekend, look how it flies away like a raven with a lizard. I.e., how to lose time and get away with doing a whole hell of a lot of nothing.

Not really nothing. We did this, and that, and the other thing. In bits and drabs. It's the last free time the daughter unit has before the Trump of Doom, aka the first day of the fall semester. So her Monday is spoken for, and I've a bit of traveling for the day gig tomorrow. So our brains weigh heavy on us in these parts, there is fate awaiting and the heart says Nay!

Or is that Nee? I occasionally get these things mixed up, i confess. Does anyone need a shrubbery? Asking for a friend...