Random Late-Afternoon Bitch

Spent the day working a trade-show, stood for eight hours smiling at people I don't necessarily like and sweating in warm, stale air. The Wife called me and told me her bank card had been compromised previous evening to the tune of $500. The last three places she used it were Reitman's, the SandyLion sticker store, and a Shopper's. Nothing terribly shady.

Tomorrow will likely be the same deal, minus a bank-card incident, hopefully. Blogging will be especially terse, and perhaps ill-tempered.

Right now I am cradling a beer, so things are getting better.