It's early.

I'm sitting in the line to sign the kids up for a very good summer school.  Apparently, turning up at 4:00 makes you a piker.... the really hard-core folks camp out overnight.

This seemed like such a good idea in the light of day.

There's a strange, vaguely tent-city vibe to the whole affair; people cocooned in sleeping bags on lawn chairs.  People who, probably, a decade or so ago, sat out all night for rock concert tickets.  (Or, in my case, for tickets to see Star Wars: Episode One.  I had a great time in that line - a much better time than I did at the movie.)  There's probably some profound observation to be made about that dichotomy, but I'm too cold and tired to think of it.

All I can say is that this better count towards a better nursing home.