I Got A Remote For My B-Day...

Yeah, so, new suit, city slick, ready to go to town. Down to the brass tacks. This week will probably be hustle and bustle like the last, but in a different way... new frontiers. I have this vague sensation of hope when the phone rings, but something in me really feels that he isn't going to call. I have to admit, there's some level of disappointment at this idea, but ... life goes on.

A bird of hope goes out to Chuck, be well and remember that none of this matters...