Fried Day

Friends,

The main file server crashed. Not a big deal except that everybody’s stuff is on it. My office machine hates Office 2007 (who doesn’t? -ed The kid in Security likes the shiny buttons for some reason.) and gave up trying to do much of anything. It’s overcast down here in the land of eternal sunshine and everybody’s a little crabbier than normal.

A delicately filigreed stopper to cork the bottle of dumb that was this week.

I did learn one thing this morning though. It turns out that the Idyllwild Village Market opens obscenely early. 5:00, I think. I didn’t really want to ask the woman running both the register and the pastry ovens about it though. She appeared to be in no mood whatsoever to discuss much of anything. Or her morning lemonade was far too tart…

More later (maybe),

– bob