Monday morning; a new week. Will wonders never cease; the sun is shining. The optimist in me says that it will be a week bereft of tragedies. The realist in me insists that I modify that last statement to "a week bereft of major tragedies". Demanding equal time, the pessimist in me says that the worse is yet to come. To hell with the pessimist! Humor the realist! Long live the optimist!