Good evening from New York.
A belated May Day to all. I meant to write a proper piece today, but all sorts of unforeseens became all too apparent.
No, I did not take part in any workers' marches, but was part of them in spirit. In body, I tried to maintain my day off observance, and even got a chance to catch up with an old friend in one of our favorite neighborhood cafes.
Lots of the day's hours got redirected to problem solving at the store, as a series of computer-related mishaps unfolded. Some of these are still unresolved, so I will be up and at them pretty early tomorrow morning. (It is already tomorrow for most of you, but I still look forward to a good night's rest.)
Perhaps I will be able to put together better sentences, even paragraphs, tomorrow.