I'm posting this from Duke law school, where they've threatened to depose me (or was that depants me?) for most of the day. Either way, no Photoshop fun or typewriter trivia until tomorrow.
And as Dusty has pointed out elsewhere, it is indeed my birthday.
I went to the Bayou last night, played the blues, imbibed celebratory beverages (thank you to everyone who kindly bought an old vet a drink) and got home about 2:00. It's now stupid o'clock in the ayem. A man my age should never operate anything more complicated than a coffee cup on four hours sleep. So, I'll check in on the 16th.
If I was any older, I'd be dead by now.
Again, you're all on your own. Don't break the furniture.