Nothing, Really

What an exciting day! I got to go to both the City of Commerce and the City of Industry! God bless the Southland and all the clever names she gives her many, far-flung communities!

Shit. Seriously, this was kind of a rotten day. Actually, it was pretty typical, but it took kind of a downturn around two, after I wolfed down a turkey and cheese croissant I bought at a donut shop and found myself feeling like I had stomach cancer. Following that was a tedious zig-zag back and forth across the San Fernando Valley, leaving me in Sherman Oaks. Which I only bring up because, when I was in Sherman Oaks, I was twice scolded by a security guard for running inside the building. Which, in retrospect, isn't funny, but it made me mad, and there's nothing in my contract that forbids me from using this space to vent my grossly enlarged spleen.

Ah, all right. I was just on the phone for two hours, and it's now past my bedtime, so that piece of shit above (plus this piece of shit down here) is all you're gettin', my pets. More as it develops.