Seattle is dripping like leaky plumbing on the second floor. I’m annoyed but not overly. Rain before work means it’ll be dry when I’m closing. Taking out the trash is always worse when it’s raining. I’m at the Mecca before my shift and it’s the most free time I’ve had in over a week. Employed at a small business, darkness has broken and it’s definitely not a train attached to the light. In the words of W. S. Churchill – This is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning. Continue reading Update-a-Rooney
