What I wanna know is, how come if I didn't feel that drunk last night, why, this morning, do I feel like I was that drunk last night? My head feels spinny. Yet I am a trooper. I'm not a prisoner. I'm a free man. Sorry a bit of hangover induced iron maiden free association.

But, yes, once again I am at work on a saturday morning. I'm trying my damnedest to take advantage of the generous overtime opportunities that won't last all that long. There's a particularly beautiful Gibson Les Paul custom hanging up at Austin Vintage Guitars that I have my eye (and heart) set on. I just hope it's still there in three weeks when I might have the $$ to give it a new and deserving home.