A casual day here at my day job, overlooking things from the 11th floor point of view. And the fire alarms going off, but they are evacuating floors in some off-numerical pattern which I can't determine. 15 was just released. Those folk are now in the open air. If this is my last post, my apologies for writing nothing brilliant or moving you living folk can take with you. I leave behind too many plastic bags in my kitchen. Wanted to do something with those, never got round to it. Maybe someone can do that. Floor 11, up next.