MacroParentheticals 0155 is written and in the send queue for tomorrow 0700 AND the flashing light coming from the church (I'm no electrician, but it seems that their spotlight is on the fritz) hasn't caused a seizure – when I ventured past the kitchen and landing windows a bit ago, I pulled my omnipresent hat over my eyes and had a DAREDEVIL Season 1 and 3 vibe going – so I'll consider the morning a win: such are the standards of the day.