do we get mockingbirds here? there sure seems to be one out on the chimney of the building next door. he's singing his heart out and sounds like a different bird each time he starts a chorus.

oh he just left. dang. santiago and I were mesmerized.

I will sit now. what a nice way to start.

I have to decide what kind of work to do today. the devil on my right shoulder says 'build your website' while the angel on my left says 'grade the papers.'

oh which one to obey?