Damn near noon on 4/20, and I’m not stoned. And not likely to be. How sad. But life goes on, so I reckon I’ll have to find some other way to celebrate Hitler’s birthday. At least it’s Friday, and a very nice one, weather-wise, from what I hear. In a shocking surprise, the weather is supposed to turn to crap for the weekend. I guess that gives me an excuse to sit around and read all day. Except I’d prefer to sit out in the sun and read. But you take what you get.