All-you-can-eat nachos!

Oh, the small defeats.

I don't think "Gmail is jerking me around with error messages" necessarily qualifies as a defeat, but if the email I wanted to write was to be addressed to you, wouldn't you consider me defeated in trying to send that email? OK, chances are the email won't be addressed to you, but for awhile there you were panicking, weren't you? You were thinking, Dave must not be defeated in his efforts to send an email to [possibly] me!

For the past ten years, I've been a believer in "a while", two words. Lately I've been trying "awhile", one word. You gotta try new things.

I see the Gmail error messages are gone now. Looks like I can stop writing this time-killer email.

Come on, you knew the truth.

Buck up. I'll send you an email soon. Just not tonight. And honestly? Maybe not tomorrow, either. I'm sorry. It's been that kind of week.