Slept for shit, woke up with a raging headache and sore neck/shoulders. Dunno why, but that's two mornings running. Not the best way to start the day.
Meant to call John yesterday, see how he was feeling...didn't, though. I'm really bad with keeping up with people these days, so, if you're one of those that I'm not seeming to keep up with, don't take it personally. Anyway, hopefully I'll see him tonight for the game.
Speaking of which (even though I wasn't), I have a small need. I know I have some people reading me who are not in America, and it's you I need to talk to. Got a small project which you could help with, it'll take 5 minutes of your time and a few bucks, for which I can pay ya back. Contact me by e-mail.
Tired. Need food.
P.S. - I set up that foot-tall figure of Pope John Paul II, and it's a tad disconcerting at first to be engaged in deviant sexual practices while he stares blithely on, but then you figure it's cool that he's watching and still just blessing it, and that's pretty cool. Just thought you should know.