MOVING SWIFTLY ON

We're packing -- well, Yvonne's doing all the hard work -- and I've scarcely got time to drink coffee. But Yvonne stopped, then started chuckling over a list of Swifties she'd cut out from a newspaper some time back.

Clearly, I've no time to be blogging, but I couldn't help but think of a few. It's midnight and I'm way too tired, but how about:

"It's all vacuum outside," Tom said emptily.

"Don't put too much uranium in one place, or you'll get critical mass," Tom exploded.

"Look at that supernova go!" Tom said brightly.

"By the power of this book, I summon forth the demon!" the wizard spelled out.

Dare I ask if anyone's got a Swiftie to add to the list?