The usual: slept late, have to get to work, rattled by a weird dream (in which I befriended Ed Norton--the character from The Honeymooners, not the increasingly uninteresting actor--found myself building a monster and discovered my freezer was stocked with a brand of ice cream called Mixed Feelings, advertised with the slogan, "Tastes Like Cheating On Your Spouse!"), no time to sort out thoughts and write anything coherent.
Fortunately, there's this.
