Current puzzles in my life:
-Why my largish Australian cattle dog/collie mix thinks he's a lap dog. That's just not going to work out.
-Why my mother, whose musical taste generally runs to things like Simon & Garfunkel, dislikes all the Flogging Molly songs she's heard except
Another Bag of Bricks, which I would say is their hardest-sounding song. (And I love it. But why does my mother? I am baffled.)
I think there was something else, but I forgot it. I'm too hungry to think. Time to scavenge in the kitchen.