Wow, It’s before 8 a.m. and I’m up and showered and dressed and ready to go somewhere as if I have a real job or something, which I do, albeit it’s more of a personal mission. The plan is to finish this Rwanda feature by Friday. Pardon the analogy but this ape story has become an 800-pound gorilla sitting in my head that I haven’t been able to move out of my way.

So! In short order I’ll be busing it downtown (don’t feel like biking it today, besides… tomorrow night is the monthly Midnight Ridazz group ride!) for breakfast at Clifton’s or Philippe’s (haven’t decided yet) then I’ll be walking over and installing myself at a desk in the fourth floor of the downtown library for an all-day jam session where, good, bad, or ugly, I will purge myself of this piece of primate.

Enough of this tinkering writer’s-block crisis-of-confidence bullshit.