plenty of folks hanging around today, plenty of people with laughs for my jokes & hands for me to shake. mostly i'm feeling anathemic to all of them. but that is subdued, it is the riptide in the ocean of my familiar smile. hello all you glorious monkeys. i guess i'll play the organ grinder in the less gruesome metaphor, for a little while yet. but mind you, mind you, i'll be making sausage of everybody before the end.