We’ve got an unseasonably warm evening here in Chicagoland. It’s 52 degrees outside. I love the sweet relief of these occasional nights. They make the long cold winter not so bad. I cracked a nice root beer, put some tunes on, and am going to enjoy an hour or two tinkering in Shop-Teacher’s home for wayward tiny motors. I just wish the garage floor wasn’t so wet. Oh well! I’m going to enjoy this!

What’s shakin’ Oppo?