2004-02-06 - 10:28 a.m.

It doesn't matter what day it is, it doesn't matter what time it is, it doesn't matter what dimension it is. Weather is irrelevant. National security colors. Cars being towed. Compelling television programming. The marriage reception for the first born daughter.

There will always, always, be some asshole washing 200 raggedy facecloths in the basement of my building when I try to sneak in with my laundry.

Always.