It's time to sleep. I have one week "off", but given the situation of things lately, it really won't be off, because there is ever so much to get done.
Operation: Firing On All Cylinders continues, as does my ongoing quest to rid the world of the bullshickatay. Bullshickatay is kind of a catch-all, which wraps up all idiocy, bigotry, and the like.
I'm cooking up some abs, counting down to the 9er's upcoming fabulousness and working on my fascia.
In the meantime, I'm mulling over things like this. Trickle down economics, my ass. More on this later, when my mountain - or ant hill - of available time surfaces.
That is all.
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