I thought I might get out of work today in time to grab a quick haircut, but the software wasn't cooperating, so I'll be a bit shaggy this weekend at OVFF, which isn't a problem. When my boss arrives for a visit next week, well, that might be a problem, but probably not a big one.
In the meantime, I'm burning CDs of rough mixes for catalana's and my albums while watching game seven between the Cards and Mets. The umpire is the game one umpire who had the enormous strike zone. He's still got it.
There is a theme to my posts today. We'll see how things end up.