S is headed for Austin

And I don't really know what to do with myself.

On an entirely unrelated note. Last week the across-the-street neighbor - mother of the toddler who plays in the street unsupervised - saw that we were carrying books (we were headed out to supper) and asked what church we went to. That says so many things wrong about contemporary society I don't know where to start.

No, I am not taking part in the Zombie Apocalypse.

Sorry to disappoint y'all.
Although if I think of something involving undead squirrels in space, I might change my mind.