Today I'm sitting at my desk with too much to do and not enough time to do it. I'm stressed.
RFB and Monkeyboy in DC are on a field trip to the Smithsonian's National Air and Space Museum.
Last week at this time I was waiting for my first poker tournament of the trip, at the Showboat. I didn't win any money but I lasted longer than my friend, the doctor-in-training. I declared it my first moral victory of the trip.
Mr. Peabody, where are you, Sherman and the Wayback Machine when I really need you?!