For some very odd odd reason, I can't think of anything to say. Now that is unusual. Nothing really has happened today, outside of the norm; traffic wasn't too bad this morning, I had my coffee and doctor's appointment (I barely felt violated) without incident, Carrie's still trying to win 3 million off of the radio, nothing's happened. Although I know, tonight, when I'm at home and nowhere close to a computer, I'll be thinking up all kinds of things to blog about. Oh well. I guess I'll have to do it the old-fashioned way and actually write something down, instead of typing. Write? What's that?