Apropos o' not much... my day got off to a lousy start today. I got to bed around 0530 hrs this morning and was rudely awakened by loud, persistent pounding on my front door at 1000 hrs. I struggled into some clothes, answered the door, and was surprised to see a P-Ville cop standing there, his squad car parked next to The Green Hornet under the carport. "Is that yer car?" sez the ossifer, pointing at a Mustang parked in front o' the dumpster at the curb. "No," sez I, "you're parked next to my car." "Sorry to disturb you," sez he, "but we don't wanna tow that car unless we have to."
Too late... the damage was done... so I trundled into the kitchen and made the coffee. Four and a half hours o' sleep ain't NEARLY enough and the day has been all downhill since. I'm anticipating a rather longish nap after Happy Hour.