If all goes according to plan, this post will go live right as we exit a federal courthouse. That where we plan on spending the better part of the morning, in search of a case file that is likely jaundiced with age. Wish us luck in dealing with the quizzical looks of the clerical staff; back here soon, provided the 2 train’s running alright.
Oh, and Syl Johnson—someone out on the street just drove by, blasting this particular tune. Made everything seem okay, despite the incessant background noise of a bedtime-resistant Microkhan Jr.