The porch be decked

Organization makes life possible sometimes.

When Robert said it was time to string the porch railing up just as we've done in past years for Fantasy Fest, I went up to the bead-costume-wig containers and -- as NOT in past years -- pulled out the exact bags, with the exact numbers of strands (6 each color), with a few spares to accommodate breakage.

The only thing I had trouble with: Every few minutes, I'd repeat ROY G BIV to hm.

ROY G BIV.

But remember, this is a man who can't remember "Thirty days hath September. . . " and has some mnemonic involving his knuckles for calculating the 30-day months.