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I wrote a letter to my dad. I wrote, "I really enjoy being here," but I accidentally wrote rarely instead of really. But I still wanted to use it so I crossed it out and wrote, "I rarely drive steamboats, Dad - there's a lot of shit you don't know about me. Quit trying to act like I'm a steamboat operator." This letter took a harsh turn right away. - Mitch Hedberg

First off, in case you haven't heard, Firefox v2.0 is available. My head is throbbing. I drove home at lunch to let the dogs out, trim my hummingbird bush (no, that is not a sexual reference), and decompress a little. I still need to do the front yard (especially the Chinese Witchhazel), but this one was beginning to suffer under it's own weight and the high winds and excessive rains didn't help. The rainfall total for the last 24 hours tallied 13 inches for Montgomery county. I live in the northern portion of Harris county and thus a smidgypoo from the bucketfall. After the rushed trim job, I decided to embrace the brief sunshine and head back to work on the bike. I had trouble finding the key, but eventually set out to see how much post-storm debris I could catch in my teeth on the short commute back to work. I've been staring at a screen all day that is supposed to be filled with my busy little thoughts, but I can't seem to focus. Despite my efforts, I've not made appreciable progress. I feel like scrapping the day and starting anew tomorrow, but there is no guarantee that Groundhog Day won't occur. It looks like I'll be working a little late tonight.