Move over, Batty. Bad day at the office and I am cranky. Forget the Jell-O pit. I clean when I am cranky. It is mucked out, scrubbed to a shiny white, filled with comfortably tepid water and a somewhat hungry squid. Will you help me guide the Morris Sides over to the edge. Then I will buy you a drink and we can commiserate. Or maybe we can find a banjo player and just have a good time.