While not exactly well, I am still among what passes for the living in South Florida, sufficiently so to go to the office and earn my cat food. I no longer have any physical symptoms other than an almost debilitating fatigue, though, so it isn't like I'm spreading the plague. Besides, the century old air ducts in the building are full of alien spores, so any cold bugs are a secondary threat at best.

For those few who might not have heard, we won, and the courts appropriately humiliated the Bolaños crew. They may still file an appeal, though, depending solely on how Frankie's doing in the polls.

And how's this as a way to start your day? I stepped out of my house this morning to go to work, and a nicely dressed fellow was walking past. I said good morning, and he peered over at me through the drooping poinciana branches, smiled, and said "My, aren't we looking entrepreneurial today!"

I laughed, he walked on, I got to my car, and wondered what the hell he was talking about. Was it the laptop case, the linen pants and shirt, the sunglasses? I know this is a low rent neighborhood, but c'mon!