Things are going rather fine over here, but my mind frequently wanders to Italy.  I am not even looking for a safe place.  Maybe I just need a vacation.  Maybe what happened to me with Italy is what happens to this guy when pretty much anyone passes:

I think a lot of the time that Italy, in the words of Sue MF Sylvester, sunk my battle ship and it sunk it hard.  How could it not, with faces like these:

And this guy has been up here before a bunch of times and everyone knows I love him.  How can you not?:

And with views like this:

Italy, we may be seeing each other again….