Mood:

Not much to tell. Or, more truthfully, not much I can tell. Just waiting for the nice little break from rendering unto Caesar.
I cannot escape the embarrassment of my lack of ambition. I am locked into something which I should know better than to be, but what can I do?
I hear that the Iraqis have had quite a demonstration of that democratic spirit which moves the People from time to time. I am pleased for them. And I am amazed at the progress.
Peaks and valleys, baby. The black dog will have his day.