Good morning! While most of the country is in the grips of Old Man Winter, it's supposed to be 79 degrees here at my house today, woo-hoo! That sounds a whole lot better than -25 wind chills. One of my brothers sent me a Weather Channel webpage snapshot the other day, -33 where he lives, actual temperature! DAMN! Now that's just plain cold! At least if I lose my job, I won't freeze to death. And the employment picture is actually looking a wee bit better. Business has picked up, and the next 45 days don't look so bleak as the last 45 days. I heard some pretty eye-opening stories from fellow employees who obviously are suffering a whole lot more than I am. One was telling me it was either milk or gasoline the other day. Another drove into work on empty, with no money for gas for the way home. So, I guess I shouldn't complain. Of course, there'll be pressure on Dispatch by these guys (and women) because they've fallen so far behind. Meaning, I need to keep reminding Dispatch that I have bills too. I'm pretty altruistic about not griping about getting "run around" on work... to a point.