Slow, slow, slow!!! I hate slow days. Today must have been one of the slowest. I cleaned all the spots off the walls. I cleaned the pattern off the table cloths. The only smell for hours was the hot flat top and crispied mosquito’s in the bug zapper. I pulled the wings off of nine flies. Finally a customer. After one hour, three pieces of dry toast, and ten cups of coffee, I am alone again. Oh how this day has dragged. Now I have to write something entertaining and fun to read for you people. Well, screw it. I’m going to bed!