Steinbeck Eeyore.

Heard this evening, walking home, a tall skinny hooded-sweatshirt-wearing twentyish-year-old guy say to his dog, a sort of black wirehaired tiny mutted something, Come on, Steinbeck.

And this is, word-for-word and letter-for-letter, the sign out front of the First Baptist Church of Whitsett on Highway 70 between here and the puppet show:

OUR BROTHER DENNIS
IS OK
AND ARMANTI EEYORE
IS ON THE WAY

In weather, it was warm and did not rain. In everything else, it was as you see above.