Okay, so as a part of the intertubie theme thing, and as proof of the earlier comment about being alive, while I don't have a current newspaper to prove the date (you know, like they do in the kidnapping photos), this is from about a half hour ago.
All those things written on the board behind me, each one is a project that has a deadline approaching (like next week). I'm current working on none of them. Yep. Eyeballs, alligators, up to. Notice the hunched shoulders, the sunken eyes. How I can't even look at the camera for the second to take the photo. Ask not for whom the bell tolls, the damn place is a cacophony of tintinnabulation.