headache. tired. wimping out. trying day of farewells. goodbyes never get easier. never want them too. the goodbye recipients are all clearly destined for better things (hard as it is to believe, ahem, that there is anything better than pushing paper around one's desk as measured in six minute increments). cold comfort to the one left behind. however, I am a sucker for every "when good things happen to good people" newsflash. the horizon glimmers with undiscovered promise - for everyone. I await the news. I hope to be a newsmaker.

Rat Race Update:

Rats 1
Good Guys 0

(but its early yet ... the heart of the Good Guy order is up in the bottom of the ninth, and the Rats have a questionable set up man and a crappy closer)