So I spent several hours trying to figure out what’s up with the embeds. Then I got to meet the wildlife guy who’s going to trap the squirrels (the ones I thought were raccoons) nesting in my crawl space. So the little bastards remain my longtime nemesis!
Then I went out to one of the local bars with a friend. We ordered crabs. When we were finished, we noticed weird black spots on the shell of my friend’s crabs. “Where are these from?” I asked the waitress.
“Mexico or Florida,” she said.
“You mean the Gulf of Mexico. Swell.”
So I just had a heaping helping of Corexit. Ugh.