I'm barely awake this morning. I should be making overatures of getting to work at a decent hour, but I'm running into an inertia... something about today that's lacking a script, a plot, a series of events to get me through the day and feel a sense of accomplishment.
I am sooo sore from my workout last night. And tired. Gawd, I think I am coming down with something...
In any case, a strange story that's a possible first, The city of Rio is taking the Simpsons to court... Guess you can sue irony afterall...