Me too, springy.
I wish Calvin were stopping long enough to receive some treats from his Auntie and cousins here in NE Ohio.
Jeepy, a neighbor and I once heard someone refer to our little redneck village as a "bedroom" community. We guffawed, and then he said, "You mean closet community" (referring to its small size), while I said, "Water closet community" (referring to its general dumpiness).
So you may be the armpit, but we're the latrine.
(Actually, I love it here, 99 per cent of the time. Everyone's nice, and right now the air is scented with wild roses. Lovely.)