So general apology going out to anyone who might have fallen victim to my sleep comments.  Who knows what my mind is up to when I am not consciously in charge of it’s doings.

Paul seems to have had a really nice birthday.  I think at the end of the day he was overwhelmed, grateful, crashing from too much sugar, and really really tired all at the same time.  I sent him to bed when these things got too apparent.

Tim Tim Timmy, good man good man overall.  Drive me crazy in many different ways, but i love him.  Yep.  Sure do.

My office is hot and sticky like a unwashed hooker square-dancing in a vinyl suit in Amarillo Texas.  I want to go home, and I resent that certain people can do whatever they want having not put in their time.    I would like to thank Vince Ciolino for his year plus of loyal service in the secretary pool.  Good luck to you sir.

Additionally I would like to thank everyone who came on Sunday to celebrate Paul’s birthday.  I had fun, a bit too warm, but a fun time.  I made way too much food, which is fine because now I am broke.

Adios folks 29 minutes until I can go home for the day.