Don't Hassel the Hoff.

Morning.
I was on the train this morning, watching Episode Two of Season Two of Prison Break when this guy got on the train wearing the ugliest t-shirt. It had "Don't Hassel the Hoff" emblazoned across it. And he wasn't kidding. I just ate a bagel and immediately felt sick. It's way too much gluten all at once for me. Anyway. I can do either 1 or 1.30-- whichever seems to work best for you.I have a 3 p.m. meeting on the calendar, and that's it for the afternoon. There's a serious problem with my neck. I think it's from sitting on the train with my head tilted back on the dirty seat when I want to sleep and listen to tv, or from hanging forward when I'm watching the iPod. Either way, I'm crippled.

I have a meeting in a few minutes, but you know that. I have nothing exciting to tell you, except that I should really bring in the camera and take a picture of the nasty fridge at my office. It'll give all cosmetic companies a bad name. So... want to aim for 1 p.m.? Or 1.15? Then we might be able to get a seat immediately as people are finishing up. I'm sure your hair looks lovely. But just in case it doesn't, let's stand on the street corner again and do the thing we did last time so that I can assess it further for you.