Friday, a Friday after a holiday for employees (unpaid) and a payday, to boot.

And did they really expect people to come to work?

I wish there were some way I could thank, individually, every person who hoisted him/herself out of the bunk this morning in the pre-dawn dark and cold, did the morning ablutions, and scuttled down the dimly lit early dawn streets to work.

It wasn't easy.

And it's payday, a day that many people take off. I have always wondered why. Please 'splain to me. I don't get it.

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Thanks for your suggestions on a color scheme for October. I'll look and see what's available (color schemes pre-set, one can choose from list). What color is anticipation?

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Two major street blockages on my way to work. It's unusual for Los Angeles to have whole blocks cordoned off. One was near the police station. I could see a huge crane on the road and big construction equipment. I suppose they have to park them somewhere.

The other was a motorcycle vs. SUV accident. Emergency rescue and police everywhere, lights and barriers and two very upset people from the SUV. The motorcyclist was being treated, being put on a backboard. The SUV was badly damaged, so it must have been a solid hit, rather than a glancing blow.

Not that there's any way a motorcycle accident could be considered one of those "oops excuse me" kinds of accidents.

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Break over. Time to inhale the rest of my coffee (sputter, gasp) and get back to the daily grind.