I’m feeling like one for realizing that it’s 3PM, the kitchen installers have been working since 9, and haven’t had lunch. The lead installer threw me a hint at about 2 when, admittedly, I was on the phone and otherwise occupied, by asking where we ordered out for food around here. I didn’t catch it. I usually pride myself on being a nice guy-the guy who picks up a pizza for the workmen who stay late (we did this last week for our electricians), but this time I dropped the ball. I went down at 3 and offered, but the lead told me he had food coming.

I’m trying to do some freelance work, but it’s bugging me.

Oh, yeah, they’re doing a really nice job down there too.