It rolls by in slow motion and you rub it for good luck.

I'm feeling pretty good right now.

Things that need to be done are in process and progressing nicely.

I ran some errands after work that ended up putting me squarely in rush hour traffic across the I-90 bridge today. Although it took me the better part of an hour to get home from there, it was a good time. Merging was by and large smooth and seamless and I got most of my loud singing done for the day with the windows rolled down and the afternoon heat rolling in.

I'm sure the other drivers thought I was crazy, but really, who gives a damn about them?

It turns out there was a six-car pileup at the far end of the bridge. I just want to know how they got going fast enough to be in a six car pileup. Especially the last guy. I mean, dag, yo!

. . .

Scheduled work remains fun, fun, fun.

I keep feeling like I'm completely missing some labor-intensive horrible part of the job, but nope! It's nothing but roses as far as this girl can see.

Or tulips.

Or meatball sandwiches.

Or whatever strikes your fancy.