repairs

Good morning, world.  It’s Saturday.  The sun is coming up, the coffee is brewed, we’re expecting nicer weather.  “Nicer” is a broad, generous way of saying “eh, it’s not snowing right now”.  And it’s not.  The skies are clear enough to say it’s sunny at the moment.  It’s not warm. But it could be worse. …

We have wifi and I had a yummy sandwich, but I’m still going to bitch about AT&T again.

The butterfly is not the story.