Gold Flush.

Abbey wakes me up. She would like to go "Outside, right now, Please!" Fair enough. Downstairs, radio  on, discussion on Gold on the radio. The talk is of how malleable it is. Ironic, considering how discussions of its ownership are anything but.
Toilet flushed, a water ride, that will not end.There is nothing quite like a knackered never ending flush at 4am, to start the day off. Figured out how to get it to stop, but now living with the knowledge that it has to be fixed. Today, please.
Gold. Looks pretty, kills a lot of people, shuts down the mind until it can be acquired. I prefer platinum, not that many wars fought on its behalf.
If you go to the headphone section at the Apple store, they have tons of headphones that look ok, sound ok and are expensive enough to make you feel you are treating yourself and are part of the sound crowd. The best headphones are on the side, barely advertised, Klipsch, which are the best sound  by a long way. Not that expensive or shiny but elite. Gold, in fact.