I have been sitting here staring at the blank screen for a while.  I have an obvious opening for tonight’s blog entry, to wit: 

I am not stupid enough to say ‘this day can’t get any worse’.  It can always get worse.*  But for a day that hasn’t involved major blood loss it would be very difficult for it to get any worse.** 

. . . The problem is that a few of the things that are driving me over the incandescent edge are nothing I wish to air in public.***  And I’m so busy trying not to eat anyone†,