The time I had wanted to use to do a bit of blogging tonight went down the rat hole of running “Mr. Snowblower” (6 ½ inches of snow in farookin’ April!), shoveling a ton of wet snow from the deck, and writing a six page mondo-snotty missive to the dumbshits at Shittybank who screwed up my fancy-schmancy Master Card Account, which I might add, bears the imprimatur of the American Bar Association. These form letter sending, incompetent buffoons have been screwing around with my cruller for quite some time now, and I finally have had it. If any of you are solicited by Shittybank to obtain one of its credit cards, do yourself a huge favor. RUN AWAY!!!