It’s obvious that my work schedule has been deeply ingrained. I’m up and at ’em at the same time I always am. I wonder if my coffeemaker needs a break. Maybe I just need to break my coffeemaker. It was k-dog’s birthday yesterday. She and A. came down to the bah for some drinkin’. Apparently Kurt’s cosmo’s are better than the ones at the Tornado room. I must remember to tell him. Then, after too many (not for the driver), we went to the Greenbush on Regent and had a delicious dinner. I think I had the best Caesar salad ever. The calimari was really good, too. You’ve probably seen this site, but the cartoons are worth lookin’ at every once in a while.