Oh by the way, folks,
Today we celebrate a feast day in honor of Saint William of Eskilsoe. I can't find what he's the patron saint of. Maybe he's unemployed.
Yesterday nothing happened. Well, unless you count a coupla bills that came in the mail and have gotta be paid, but hey, everybody has those.
And so today it looks like after we finish our obligatory hour of pretending to experience hallucinations about our imaginary three-headed sky-zombie, nothing else is gonna happen.
Signs of life