I'm counting on the fact that Cinco de Mayo goes on for a week in Mexico -- and here. (Or until revelers sober up. Whichever comes first.) Things like deadlines used to bother me a lot more than they do now. I used to crawl The Weasel's frame for treating deadlines like "a suggestion." Either what he's got is catching -- or I'm slowing down with age. Probably some of both. I've got too many other things to worry about. Deadlines on Steemit don't even make the list any more.