I’m off to Canadia in six minutes to see my therapist. Treatment includes karaoke, coffee, shopping, and Scrabble (Except I forgot my travel Scrabble. Oops.) Sprint doesn’t allow me to get txt msgs up there (at least last time I was there) so don’t txt me until Wednesday evening. (I know this will be tremendously difficult for some of you.) Expect some introspective blog posts in the next few days. Hot tubs clear my mind (as does raiding the Roots store) and I’ll be in touch with my inner moron.