A lagging hang over and a constant drizzle outside are just about the two most difficult elements to overcome when early in the morning. It is because of the strength of those two monsters that I was not my usual prompt self today.
The city is oddly warm right now but it's also the calm before the storm. I ran into a good friend of mine, the trusty author of The Diary of Third and Long, this morning (late morning that is) on my way to work. He seeing that I was coatless gave me a warning that the temperature was going plummet later in the day. No good.
As I am at work, thus should be doing work I'm afraid I have to cut this short. My 15 year old brother flies in from FL later today, so I promise there will be more than enough material created this weekend for a plentiful post to come...
Thanks for listening