My Idiot Neighbors appear to be laying siege to the west side of our building. Keep your fingers crossed none of the shells actually hit...


As I rather expected, I wound up dozing off right around the time I ought to have been heading downtown to see if anyone else was going to brave the squashy concert-grounds. Woke up at about 6:30 to the following sequence of thoughts:

snurrr...
snuuurrrr...
whrg? What, what, Romulans?
Oh, that's the telly.
Empire State Building and a spaceship, hey, I know this one.
Isn't that in rather poor taste, name notwithstanding --
oo, Will Smith in his boxers!
Yeah, guess that was worth waking up to...

Still very sleepy. I often go out to a nearby breakwater to watch the fireworks downtown, but I think I'll have to give that a miss as well. Damn workmen, disrupting my sleep-patterns all week...
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