Ahh, Monty. Things Are Finally Starting...

"... to Go Your Way."

This will be of interest to exactly no one, but I thought that since I frequently use this space to complain it might be a nice counterpoint: yesterday, I caught all my lights, and all my trains. Everything was smooth as cream and easy as chess with a four year-old (but not a five year-old). Sometimes life goes well, and it's good to be grateful.