the q of Su

More than a decade ago, I was led to believe that Genesis ceased singing that song because the band members didn't know what IT meant. Fortunately, there is Q...& The Q of Sue.

Sue, like all of us, has more and less lucid moments.

We used to drive for Lyft. During the vetting process, I told Sister Sue that I was considering getting a job at a ride share company. Sue, without hesitation, and a certainty that made me chuckle at the time, was utterly and completely opposed.

Why? I asked. When asked why she was so opposed to me working for a ride share company, she enjoyed a verbally senior moment. She couldn't give me a reason. All I got was gibberish. The Lyft adventure didn't end well.

Recently, I was offered another driving job. Naturally, I was concerned what the prescient SuzyQ might think. Last night, Ska

had a dream.

Easily Fleetwood Mac's best album.

Now resident in the Land of Dennis, Susan called me in the middle of a deep slumber that had been, for Her, disturbingly interrupted by a sudden vision. The vision involved her, me and an Airbnb.