Monday Olympics

For everyone who is starting Nanowrimo today* and for anyone else who thinks gold medals should be awarded for arriving at work more or less on time with coffee, pants, and no recollection of anything after slapping the alarm clock** at you’ve-got-to-be-kidding a.m. this morning***. . .

I give you the incomparable Livingston Taylor^ who always brightens my day :

(Unless you’re a Michael Jonathan fan, you can stop listening after the 3:30 mark)


*And what are you doing online instead of writing?  You don’t have time for footnotes!  Shoo!

** I don’t have to slap my alarm clock to turn it off, but it makes me feel better.  I highly recommend it.

***I exaggerate: I do remember an argument with my daughter over whether Halloween candy is a breakfast food. I won, for which I am grateful—I needed that Snickers.

^Brother of James Taylor.