We got cable internet yesterday. It's very cool. I no longer have the desire to bash the computer with a baseball bat. That, as Martha would say, is a good thing.

One of two people, neither of whom are confessing to the deed, have signed me up to read at a Monday Night Blues event. I'm not thrilled. Mainly because I have nothing to read.

Well, nothing that doesn't suck like an Electrolux that is.

So, rather than killing them both, I guess I should go try to be brilliant today. That might be a smidge more productive.