Good morning, all! I am feeling a bit lazy today and wondering what fresh hell will arrive today; July 5th hasn't been a good day for me in several years. In 2006, it was the year the Macbeths revealed their true colors, let me know how much they disliked me, and let my dad know they couldn't wait for him to die for whatever value they could inherit from the occason. This year, I expect today more fallout from yesterday's Ohio Light Opera can of worms. I hope not, but there are still possible repercussions from the executive director and chief financial exponent.
Ah, well. Life goes on. I have work to do, and at 2:45 I'm seeing a new dermatologist, Robin Buccholtz. The last one vanished and left me in the lurch. Thank you, HIP!
More coffee!