5 a.m., I was rousted by a most unpleasant tummy bug. Stayed home. Blech.
I'm going to go try eating some rice now. That's all the excitement I can handle right now. So no Brooklyn Bridge Park meeting.
If this is a divine message that I should stay out of stupid park politics, seems like there would've been gentler ways to drop the hint!
Bleah. Well, at least it was 5 a.m. Monday morning, not Sunday, or Saturday, or while I was up in CT. What a good weekend.