A better day.  Linda didn't yell at me for the kitchen being 'filthy'.  I hope it's because we did a good job last afternoon, not because she doesn't want to incriminate herself.

   Those fryers in kitchen are still making my life miserable.  Going into kitchen this morning, grease had been spilled everywhere and a repairman was working.

   Typical fryer junk.  I love it.

   Also, I finished changing the marquee board to "God Bless America".  As long as I'm in anyone's home, I hear up to the minute updates on these terrorism attacks.  Talking about it at work, I think people are responding to it in the wrong way.

   I work tomorrow morning.   I hope things are better.