Update (because I know you're all sitting around bored stiff or bored flaccid or something) (Especially you old people):

I got up today with a song in my heart and a wild hair somewhere else. Got gas in the car--stopped at the usual station, but it was $3.46 per gal., so I went back to the closr, non-Canadian station where it was $3.33.

Car filled, I headed off to Concord and got lost for a while until I found the tack and western apparel store. I figured it would take me a few hours to find something that fit which I could live with. I saw the boots, and the first pair I tried on fit and they were the lovely shiny mahogony that I'd been lusting for. The place was having a 15% off sale, they were holding a raffle. (You got a ticket for walking in and then another ticket for every $10.) The drawing is on Saturday and I split my tickets between 2 pairs of work boots. I came home and stopped at a pawn shop, figuring with the way my day was going, they might have a nice lawsuit Tak or an old Martin 00-18 floor $100, but no luck.

I got home to find the station where I bought gas had jacked the price up to $3.47.   All in all, it's been a great day so far and I'm sitting here wearing my new boots, which feel like a nice, snug leather... never mind. They fit like they were made for me, and I want to write a song about second adolescences and cowboy boots.

Hope your day is going as well, even if it's a Thursday.