Got out of the apartment a little before Staff Meeting, just for a break. Getting a kick out of listening to the two drunk gentlemen at the next table argue about the existence of perfection (it's really just a senseless pissing match). As I am beginning my second Canterbury Coffee (Jack Daniels, Amaretto, coffee, and whipped cream), I should be able to join in soon.
It's quite chilly in Seattle, unusually so. I hear more snow is possible this week.
Looking for something profound or even witty here? Might as well move on, my friend-- there isn't a blessed thing in my head.