Tip-toeing is a remnant of when tulips meant flowers and not love essentials. May your footprints be as vapid as your pre-text.

Got the DMV out of the picture now my eyes are on you. Forgive my expedience but the twists here are never cover-up for a lost moment. But how many times can you digress about love of my life and still reveal the delicious, underlying humor that GPSs this magic carpet ride? Take yesterday: right ball, in a different time zone than lefty, remembers the power wash and decides it's time for a little digital manip. The clock was still in AM so here's where the tip-toe skill pays off: Change the start time to tonite. TToe thru the tulips and you.

Float like a butterfly, deposit like a money launderer in a no-limit freestyle. Whoops, there goes another rematch.