I lost Sparky....again. The cave is dark and cold and...oh, just like always. As a matter of fact, that sounds like just about every room he enters. Maybe he is there. I'll go back and check.
Just a little break, here. Not much happening locally, unless you consider the annual dance of the legislators in Albany worth listening to. Is there any more self-absorbed, self-centered group of dirtballs this side of the Middle East? More when I feel like it.