Six days away from work and the marijuana and cocaine and salvia divinorum are piled up over my earlobes to be analyzed. Today the air conditioner went off and died. Life is not pretty in a heavy lab coat, sweat-inducing nitrile disposable gloves, and face mask when it's 95 degrees in the lab.

Oh yeah, I'm the boss. I forgot. I told everyone to abandon the labs and find a cool spot.

I'm working on "Are you Becky?" and revamping my blog....and finishing a current video.....and analyzing drugs, and buying more stuff for the bike (photo equipment)....and following up on a few other "stories,"....

Currently the obsession list includes: the bizarre nature of knees including those of the flamingo; figuring out way to short-circuit this bizarre notion of Daylight Savings Time which wrecks the day for a biker who works....and I'm STILL wondering if Mr. Silver has been to sleep yet. Should we call 911?