Thank Grog It’s Firday!
I’m writing this early, as today I will actually be on my way to Boise, for Terri’s funeral. Not a great week. I could use some grog.
Compound this with the reality that our “new normal” of lulliness continues, with two very seemingly ambiguous bits of news, that are sure to stoke the “Speculation Train” to the point of flying dangerously down the tracks and around a corner not meant for such speeds.
The first bit came from a Simpson’s writer, the second a notice from E3, which will likely be attended by the same writer. Irony, thy name is Selman.
Let’s get deep into the coal reserves, and stoke the firebox a bit…as that seems the best way to blow off an 8 hour drive across the state, to another state, and a different state of mind altogether.