Everything is old today. Tim's done it all before, I've reported it all before, and you've heard it all.
The only thing new today is the Pope, and even he's old. One light moment in the evening came when the RT setting up Tim's evening Mucomist cocktail (ok, nebulizer) asked about the American Idol singer on the screen: "Didn't they pick one already? I mean, didn't somebody already win?", and I had a chance to answer, "No, you're confusing American Idol with the Pope."
We went over some mail and some bills and talked about that dreamy day (Friday? one day...) when we'll be at home together again. Tomorrow should bring news.
Hope your Tuesday was more productive than that. If nothing else, hope you got to hear those birds singing in the springtime green.
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