Someone that works at the movie theater deserves a hug. My wallito fell out of my pocketo during Damn Cold Mountain and they held it for me.
Of course, I don't carry cash in my wallito because it is too small... that is why it is called a wallito. Cards, ids, even a couple of gift cards were in there and still are. It is a wonderful day in the neighborhood.

On the other hand it is quarter-of-midnight and I have work to do left over from the office this morning.

ttfn