Bad news: Having unloaded my pockets before I went to weigh in and eat lunch, I left my knife, comb and truck key in my desk when I went home and didn't realize I'd forgotten all that stuff until I got out to the truck (which of course was parked at the Fort Snelling station in the lot out past the orbit of Neptune), reached into my pocket, and whimpered because my pocket was empty of keys. Suckimus Maximus.
So I walked back to the station, climbed on board the LRT and rode back downtown, retrieved keys and stuff, got back on the LRT, and went to dinner since it was after 8 PM by the time I got done with all the back and forth. That pretty much shot the night in the ass, so I'm just going to check mail and go to bed. I can pack in the morning.