And a hearty, jolly, “thank you so very little” goes out to the schmucks working at the industrial supply outfit just down the street for making sure I was wide awake by 5:00am with a mixture of carrying on conversations at yelling volume, banging metallic things around, and setting off someone’s car alarm.

I mean, I didn’t need that hour of sleep, especially after the Daylight Savings change. Naaaah.