Anything Can Happen Day

The new computer system at the day-job is much better than last year's flavor in terms of work-flow than. Also? The colors are...wait for it...alphabetized. It is to swoon. Training is now over; I have received the blessing of my instructors and am theoretically ready to hit the phone typing bright and sunshine early on Sunday. Unfortunately, Sunday is also the day of the debate between the incumbent Republican Senator, Ms. Snowe, and the Democratic hopeful, Ms. Hay-Bright. Ms. Snowe has held her office for as long as I've been in Maine, and while she had for a long time been pretty good, insofaras&c, she unfortunately appears to have lost her mind about the time Al Gore won the presidential election and has been sliding steadily downhill ever since. I don't think Ms. Hay-Bright has a snowball's chance of gaining Ms. Snowe's seat, but it would be...gratifying if Ms. Snowe failed to win by her usual landslide.

Here on the home front, the (actually very few) pages covered in blood have been placed in an envelope and will be mailed back to Ace on the morrow. Also on tomorrow's schedule, finishing the incredible pile of paperwork for DirigoHealth, and re-reading "Prodigal Son" with an eye toward revision. Yes, that was supposed to have happened yesterday, but yesterday I nodded off over the galleys, and everything slipped.

...and there was something else, but heck if I can remember it now.

And by this sign we shall know that it is time to get off the computer.