Do I really have anything to say?

Biff's trying to tell me something. I just know it.

I think I used up all my good fortune when I managed to get rid of my 2 old bikes today, and them promptly scored a deal on use patio furniture from a neahbour down the street.

My trip to Home Depot to price some things and buy some things turned out to be two trips, because I discovered that I had forgotten my wallet. I made this discovery in the checkout line. *sigh*

I've got a major case of the fidgets and I don't have to leave for hockey for a while yet.

So, I'm posting something even though I really didn't say anything. I think I'm too spaced out even for that.