How is everybody? And by "everybody" I mean "everybody but me" because I know how I am, and the answer's "Not great, Bob." It's just a stomach thing -- get your minds out of the COVID gutters -- but one that kept me up all night, and so I've retired to my fainting couch for a day of TCM and Gatorade. (Those posts that went up earlier today were pre-scheduled entertainment.) I've already watched two Barbara Stanwycks and I'm working on an Orson Welles. Not a terrible way to spend a day, even if my head feels like chewed and spat gum. It's a shame because this was meant to be a busy day (hence the pre-scheduling) but life loves lemons! See y'all tomorrow.