And, now, it's 21:50 according to the clock beside me. Crossing Jordan is on in ten minutes. The remains of Jeanne are on their way and will get here sometime between now and tomorrow morning. Yee-ha!
My 1992 Accord goes to the shop on Tuesday. I've had nothing to complain about, but the radio makes lots of noise and the fan's not working in the ventilation system (real important with winter coming). It could be expensive, but then, so's a new car, and this one's only got 111,900 miles on it, which for an Accord means that it's damn near new. I'm going to drive it until the wheels fall off of it, and that's close to 900,000 miles away, from what I've heard. My friends were right: I'll get sick of it before it wears out.
Have a good evening, all. Talk to you tomorrow.