My wedding ring fits great in the warm months but barely holds on in the winter. I once brushed a piece of lint off my shirt in the bathroom at work and flung my ring into the sink in front of me. I frantically grabbed for it as it bounced around the inside of the sink like a basketball dancing around the edge of the rim in the final scene of every basketball movie ever made. My fingers failed to snag it but fortunately I was standing in front of the coffee sink. This was the special sink closest to the door where everyone liked to dump out their fancy beverage that they didn’t finish drinking. This was the only sink in the room that didn’t have a wide open drain. It had a fine mesh filter on it to catch things like coffe grounds or tea bags or wedding rings.

Today’s Biff is in flavor country.