I've had better Sundays

I can name at least 3500 things I'd rather have done on my day off than go into work and (as the quantoid sociologists euphemistically say) "clean data." That said, I got my spreadsheet up and running after 6 grueling hours of clicking, cutting, and pasting.

Yuck.

Luckily, pattyjoe got me into the mood to listen to another band named after a narcotic, Morphine. 'Twas a nice trip back to the early-to-mid-90s for me.