Work comes early in the AM. I have to rise and shine, get some breakfast from the Slow 'n' Surly, and open the Armory up at the usual time.
In the meantime, I leave you with a delightful little blog I stumbled across: Suppose the love child of Erma Bombeck and Sam Kinnison had been raised in the wild by a pack of Dennis Learys; the result would be I am Norman.
I want to be as funny as she is when I grow up. :)