skipping the whitefish bay race. Too much post race celebration last night.
quick shot of espresso and time to get the hell out ofdodge
well past his bed time. plurk ya later.
counting down the minutes
tired, the sounds of cats fighting outside kept me awake most of the nigh & kept the dog barking.
like the top of a creme brûlée. Crispy and burnt.
good night plurkers. or should I say good morning, either way,I am going to bed.
back from lunch and a round of putt-putt