I am about to start my fifty-page sprint. Wish me luck. I hope I can out-run that T-Rex.
I'm at Panera, and I just rode my Vespa here, since the weather was nice and I didn't have a kiddo with me. It's been so long since I rode the Vespa that Jim called out after me---"Will you be ok?!" Apparently, it's like riding a bike, so after the first twenty feet or so, I was able to zip around confidently. Ahhhhhh.
Ok. So. Really. Back to work!
Had to add: Came here without a pen. Borrowed one from a lady (she gave it to me)...it says "Harley-Davidson." Ironic or what?