Still Not King.

Okay, it is August 17th. Nobody has yet called to offer me that $300,000 / year job. Or any job. Huh.

Guess they're on vacation!

Got up this morning, met Warsaw and company for lunch and incidentally returned the cell phone that I accidentally stole when I left the Casa yesterday (ah, my clepto tendencies are at last exposed). Went to court to witness for the citations issued to the guy who pulled out in front of me. He pled no contest, so I didn't have to be a bitch. This pleases me. Was in the building all of ten minutes, during which time I sat and talked to a very nice lady who runs a cooking school for children, said "Yes, ma'am" twice. Ah, well. Educational experience.

Now I shall go on another quest for free boxen.