Right now, it's 54º.

It's a bit too chilly for the first day of the season on "The Hill". But, I hope you get outside and really enjoy this weather. And, I hope you guys get to The SoHo Playhouse this Tuesday night. I'm gonna go down there tomorrow and hang that back-drop. (The BIG-ASS picture of Central Park.)

Other than that... keep your spirits up and keep hoping for the best that we can be.

Oh, yeah... here's that lyric that popped out three days ago. Now, don't get all crazy on me, no matter which side of the political fence you happen to be on these days. I have very strong, very conflicted feelings right now. But, that's not what this song is about. It's about the fact that I can sit here in the quiet of a morning... and.. ah, here's the song...

My Morning Coffee

I wake up and start the coffee
As soon as I roll out of bed
Feed the cat and lift the shade
Clear the cob webs from my head
Got things to do until the evening
Gonna have a busy day
But, first I sit... silently sip
My morning coffee... anyway.

Don't think I'll turn the TV on
Though, when it calls, I seldomly refuse
I know it's all the same damned thing
And, I don't wanna hear the news
'Cause more or less, I guess I can guess
What the game show hosts are gonna say
So I'll just sit... silently sip
My moring coffee... anyway

Across the water, hatred's growing
A thousand bombs about to drop
Our human race's colors showing
A thousands hearts about to stop
Whoever's right, whoever's wrong
Whatever price we have to pay
Still I just sit... silently sip
My morning coffee... anyway.

(To be continued, I guess.)

Be well, today.

Thanks again...