The Minutes end slowly, time is truly like an hourglass that moves around these corridors. Tomorrow I go off to work again, return to the insanity of the forum where the prizes hopefully shall come. Sunday night, the clock ticking slowly and I am in no real mood to write at all, just throwing in this small bit of snuff so that I can tell myself that today yes I blogged. I am not sure what is going to happen tomorrow, an easy shortened schedule day here in the crescent city.