In the past 2.5 hours I have:
--Gotten our telephone directory out the door to the printer -- as proofread as I have ever proofread anything in my life.
--Smoked a cigarette (or four)
--Consumed a pot of French Roast coffee
--Flirted with a boy (or two)
--Fixed a printer
--Paid a bill
--Planned my weekend
--Written a diatribe against Wal-Mart
It's that latter to which I must extend my apologies to you. I posted when I meant to save it as a draft - and the original item was a mess.
It has been corrected.
And all is well with the world, thanks in large part to a certain Angry Black Bitch, for being a treasure and a joy to work with daily.