What's that, you ask?

Nonsense, I love working on a federal holiday! Zzzzzzzzzzzz. A bout of insomnia for the past couple of days= not fun times here in workland, when my body finally takes the hint that sleep might be in order. Additionally, the humidity and sudden violent rainstorms the past few evenings haven't made for great running conditions, and an ucomfortably familiar sluggishness has settled in my bones. Dog days of summer indeed.

Not much to say lately. I will likely be conserving words for a short story I'm writing in honor of the fourth (fifth? sixth?)resurrection of writing group, but in the meantime, Happy Fourth! I will be spending the day drunk at Meg's. Enjoy your own festivities.

P.S. went with the tumbling pandas. Pictures tk!