5

Fine:

General Friday-likeness all day today.

The fit factor of the t-shirt on my coffee crush this morning.

A long break for a fancy birthday lunch for pal B. at Sportello. My God that place is good.

Regular:

Not having any complicated work to do when we came back to the office all tipsy and jolly and ineffectual.

Later, remembering to take the beer out of the freezer.

Gross:

Stan and I were in charge of a buddy's car while he was abroad for a couple of weeks. We used it a bit and had a great fine safe place to park it and it was there and it was there and it was there... until this morning, when our pal went to pick it up to drive to an appointment and found it had been towed to make way for some utilities maintenance. Le Big Suck.

P.S.

Another fine thing! Stan was invited to attend some secret society dinner tonight for the world's oldest continually published humor magazine. It was held in a castle. He's coming up the stairs now. I'm going to go hear all about it.