Today will be another one of those "undocumented" days, because there are no pics to post. And if there aren't any pics, then .... well, it didn't happen!
Meanwhile, in an alternate universe, the malevolent Forced Tickler chuckles softly to himself. Turning to his pet leech, he utters in his slovenly language, "We foiled them again." The sickly sun of his home planet sullenly sets, and his mood becomes more pensive. Because who really gives a darn about such a silly imaginary character anyway?