Slowly going nuts...

That's the bad news. On the other side of the coin, it's a short trip.

The labor I paid for to enter financial data was misapplied, or misappropriated, or mis-something else. As a result, I have to go through almost a year's worth of checkbook data and apply appropriate corrections, or something. Just the thing to help pass a sunny, cool Sunday afternoon, to my thinking.

Again, if we consider the opposite side of the coin (and dramatically switch gears), I am genuinely amazed at the fact that one can upend a can of Guinness "draught" stout into a glass and have the dispensed product behave itself with decorum. Quickly righting the can when the glass is full (which leaves two small swallows in the can, based on preliminary results) allows the brew to settle down in a manner I would imagine to be reminiscent of fine Irish pubs (sadly, the closest I've been to a genuine Irish pub and drinking Guinness has been the Irish Bar at Sheremetevo). The stout eventually morphs into a calm picture of dark brown liquid crowned with a dense tan head, with not a drop flowing over the edge. Trying the same upend-the-can tactic with any U.S. brand of horse pibeer would result in most of the product overflowing the sides of the glass onto the table in short order.

I went for a walk this morning, following my usual "around the block" route. I've been compensating for my misery in chasing paper with too much food, so I think I will do another loop here shortly.

Cheers...