Wednesday Evening OT

OK, OK, good gawd, is it over yet? Has he gone? Am I getting Aussie-US time eff'd again? I just want it all over with. Hubs and I are headed to out favourite lunchtime pub, rightwing-interference notwithstanding, to celebrate the end of the Cheetolini era. Unless I got the days wrong; in which case I'm going to hide under blankies and listen to Townes van Zandt and calculate how much gin will finish me off. Everyone, have a day of cheer, I hopes.