Monday morning. The streets are quiet, almost too quiet.

Oh sure, there’s a few cars idling outside - early bird owners that will no doubt beat us into the downtown rush hour.

But otherwise, awfully quiet out there.

I suppose I could go out there and liven things up a bit if I took out my set of extra-large cymbals. Who doesn’t love a good marching band, even if it is a bit on the smaller size, in regards to membership?

Or, I could get an early start on the carolling I hope to do this year! Folks might appreciate a hearty little helping of “”Frosty The Snowman”, as they get out of the shower. My portable megaphone does a dandy job of distributing vocals, in the quiet of an early morn.

Really quiet…

Whoops! There’s my toast popping up! I suppose my efforts to fill the Monday morning quiet will have to wait. I got me a date with some peanut butter…

Chow for now!!