Yesterday was so danged busy I didn’t even get to dope. 
Here’s hoping today will be better.
As for 9/11, I don’t do much for remembrance. I was living about 30 miles away when it happened. I had gotten up that morning, showered, dressed, and was unlocking my car when I suddenly decided that I wasn’t going to work. Went back upstairs and sat down, read a book. Half an hour later, a friend called and told me I needed to turn on the tv. I lot of people I knew and worked with had a loved one in the towers, or on the plane, or on the ground helping where they could. It was a terrible tragedy, and as rosie said, we inflicted terrible tragedies in return.
As for vehicular animalslaughter, I once hit a bird so hard I had to hose feathers off my bumper. I think I ran over a bunny once, as well, but that’s about it.
This weekend a new escape room opened up right in Bangor, which is a hell of a lot closer than having to drive to Portland to lock ourselves in a room and yell at each other. We were not the first team to escape the room, but we were definitely the first team to have the final combination in our hands when the time ran out. The last puzzle was a very complicated math equation that took three people to get through - one reading the next operational sign off the wall, one reading the number we had to use off the notes we had made, and one holding the calculator. If we hadn’t effed it up three times before finally getting the right solution, we would have made it out. The owners were watching us the whole time, and were scared that we’d get out in half an hour, the way we fanned out into the room and started working. Apparently, we had the majority of the clues we needed laid out inside the first ten minutes. The rest was just not looking hard enough and unintentional misdirects. Like, seriously unintentional. There were travel guides all over the room, and many of them had maps and/or clues in them. Turns out that all the maps we found were maps that the designers didn’t find, and would have taken out of the room to ease confusion had they known they were there. Roomie spent the better part of fifteen minutes with a map of Italy and a scribbled post-it she found in the book with a list of bus stops and times, which ultimately meant nothing - it was just a note from whoever had originally taken the book to Italy. Then there was the fact that I didn’t find a key hidden inside a drawer because my arms weren’t long enough, and the mistake a friend made in not wanting to break the clock on the wall - if she had pulled harder, it would have opened, revealing another lock to open. But it seemed pretty stuck to the wall, so she let it go. All in all, we were really disappointed in ourselves. But we did so well that the owners will probably call us to test the rest of the rooms when they’re ready. 
Last night I helped the Roomies make the favors for their wedding (in 32 days). That involved a lot of colored sand, some very small bottles, and a minor glue-gun burn.
Pearl not sure if’n my recipe for beastloaf is in the Mumper blog or not but it’s just a beastloaf recipe. Ground beast, couple of aigs, bread crumbs, onion, bell pepper, tomato sauce all mixed up together and shaped into a loaf. I use a combo of cat soup and tomato sauce on top of it and bake away. Always turns out good.