A selfie of sorts

Here we are then; another Tuesday evening shot to hell, trying to help the board understand what's going on. A "perfect" end to a boring day. You can see my mug, and my knuckles, dimly reflected in the screen of my laptop. I did have time for some reading today and have decided where I stand on the question of September 18th. Of course, that and $5.00 will get me coffee at Starbucks because, like Alan Cummings, I don't live in Scotland so I can't vote. At least I didn't try buying a flat in Polwarth.