The day isn’t getting off to a good start in my neck of the woods.
Some days are like John McCain waking up at the Hanoi Hilton wondering if it’s a good time to rap on the walls in code. Or a french resistance fighter trying to get past wehrmacht checkpoints again and again with contraband that turns out to be just an ordinary book.
Sigh. Bad thing to get up first thing in the AM and still feel tired. Cafe Bustos, chi exercises, and a morning away from the board are the ticket. I’ll see if I can contribute something cheery later in the day.