There's something to be said of waking up at 4:25 a.m. It's not much. Nothing nice. Four letters captures it. Choose your favorite.
On the other hand, I was on my way to the gym at 5:45. And I had already had a full report of the news which today features the tales of two hookers. One made a lot of money and the other is on the run following the death of a business man turned florist turned preacher-in-training. The one with money may be on the run, too. I can't remember.
And if I screw up this meeting I have later today, I'm going to be the one on the run. Lou Ann and Dottie, I'm wearing my lucky tie. Thanks for the fun in picking it out.