The sun was setting on the other side of the building – nicely lighting up some of the “important” views out the Old Bat windows.
I don’t think that the construction crane is going to build anything that will obstruct any of “my” views.
And, now I am tired. Like Lincoln – the only president greater than the Orange Lord (according to the Orange Lord) – like Lincoln asked of McClellan “Will you pardon me for asking what the horses of your army have done since the battle of Antietam that fatigue anything?”
I can only ask: “What have I done since yesterday that would fatigue anything?”