Two cups of coffee later and I'm still feeling cranky. But it does appear to be a lovely day out there. I may have to open my blind today and allow some light into this cave.
For those of you following the Harrison Ave saga. NOT A SINGLE MOTHERFUCKING PARKING TICKET WAS ISSUED LAST NIGHT! So, I'll be calling the police captain this morning to remind him that, when his deputies drag me to the mental health unit because they found me dancing naked on my neighbor's car singing 'Yellow Brick Road', I did give him a chance to intervene.
We're off to see the Wizard...