Wednesday, October 11

Gloomy day. 56 degrees, windy, overcast. I commented to Stanley, the company janitor, that today was gloomy. He said "Why?" (as if he didn't know). I brought up the clouds and temperature and the wind, and he said "Well, you can't have the sun out every day, can you? You have to look at the overall picture...and the overall picture is pretty good, isn't it?" I brought up North Korea, thinking that I'd sink his happy-go-lucky ship with that. Nope. All he said was that he thought Iran was a bigger problem than North Korea.