Dangit. left my coffee sitting on the table at home this morning. I have a thirsty taste in my mouth, and wanting my homebrewed coffee is making it worse.

Riding the train could be a lot worse in the morning; today the sun is peeking out through the clouds like a flashlight through linen. it’s warm but not hot; sleeping last night we only needed a sheet and later on, a blanket. I passed the Laurel racetrack a minute ago, and there are beautiful horses being warmed up through the light fog across the infield. Hard to believe I worked in this town for a year and never got to see a race.

From the Washington Post this morning: A story about PSINet, the hosting company who bought the rights to name the Ravens stadium in Baltimore (The town I live and pay taxes in) and who still owes something like 78 million over the next 18 years to keep it. Well, they just announced they’re getting delisted from Nasdaq. Oh, and they also lost 3.2 billion dollars last quarter. Yeah, billion with a ‘B’.

Message for Pique the cat: Come back, stupid. There’s no food out there. You have been neutered. You can’t do the nasty with no nuts.

Wrigley’s Spearmint gum loses its flavor after five minutes. You have been warned.