With the devil on my shoulder, sayin’, “Don’t look back”

It’s a cooler, windier, grayer day out there this morning. I’ve already been outside to retrieve the trash can from the street.

Podrick has been Podrick this morning. I don’t know where he was “playing” this morning, but it sounded like he was about a foot from my side of the bed. He always manages to make just enough noise that it drowns out my sleep music.

And he’s good at it.

Just making enough noise that it sounds random.

So yeah. That’s the morning so far. I don’t really have a lot to talk about today, because I’m still half asleep, and noting has really happened in 24 hours.