Nah. I'll forgo the lobotomy box until I crawl into bed. Looking forward to the next couple of shows. With a cold brew. Then maybe watch Abbot and Costello Meet The Mummy. Since I got laid off due to the bum leg last month, I got nowhere special to be early tomorrow morning. Right now, the missus is tucked away warmly, so it's just me, the occasional cat, a cold one, a gingerbread candle, a cozy den, and a little theater of the mind.........
