It was like old times: Grove, Earnshaw, and Walberg went the route seven times in the next 13 games.

That gangrene in the register of ill / From which men shrink with undisguised disgust, / According to the sternness of their hearts, / And from which women turn recoilingly […]

We could take a look at the area first and station men where somebody can see him all the time -- lots easier'n mushin' and less likely to spook him away from his regular trail. Let's go scout out some likely places to plant eyeballers.

I landed on the handle of the cart and hurt my meat puppet.