When the bands of ran went through a little earlier today, with the curtains drawn, the thought that entered my head was something like:
"How lovely it sounds in my secret lair UNDER the waterfall."
Except I'm in Virginia Beach. And on one of the highest points of land with houses on it (which my watch kindly suggests in 9 m under sea level).
Yesterday's Coffee Cup.
While getting things going this morning, I ran into the coffee cup I left out yesterday. The phase Yesterday's Coffee Cup hit my head and I couldn't help but think that would have been a perfect name for a band, album or title of a song in the 90s.
Actually a little disappointed I didn't find anything.
Happy Friday. May today's coffee be better than yesterday's, or at least better than what was left in the bottom of the cup from yesterday.
#cosocoffee
Over on the birdsite hellscape, suddenly I'm getting a lot of Dem aligned ads.
This after weeks of the most horrible ads I've ever seen. Don't know if this is from today's happy news or the near 100% blocks.
Now if the reasons for Twitter would just move to a better platform so I could kill my account.
I'm really not all that interesting, unless you consider the coffee-fueled mania that is the day-to-day struggle of my love affair with data interesting.