Top of the freakin' morning!
One thing about being semi-retired and no longer commuting to and from NYC is that I don't have to smell the barf on the train deposited by festive parade attendees.
And then there's tonight's corned beef & cabbage (containing enough salt to cause the population of entire cities to have coronaries).
(Unless, of course, we sign Porter &/or Whitehurst)
Later (GBR/RIP40 - RIPSKKORP)