It’s a sure way to wake you up in the morning, to have a cat thrown at you.
Morning, Pipster. Sionnsar will get in contact with me later, if he has any free time.
Love your tagline!
My kitteh has disappeared. The dog got into the cat food this morning; some of the Overnight People (who trash the house after Frank and I go to bed) left the get to the sunroom down.
Must flee ... Vlad says Frank is subsiding downhill! And it’s time for Bill to start Spanish on this computer. I was just here to email my mother and print some stamps.
The time I have. Energy...no. Especially after two mostly sleepless nights preceding the grueling workshop. I’m planning to head in a bit to a nearby restaurant for dinner, then back to the hotel to pack (5 minutes or less) and crash. I need to be up fairly early to get into DC to the airport. (One colleague from WAS state was smarter; to took a room near the airport tonight — OTOH he booked an 8 AM flight.)