Lots and lots of plethora

Don't really know what the title means. I think it's from a famous quote, but it might be from the shallow bellows of my brain. Anyway, I was thinking of the redundancy of a lot of things. I'm trying to change up how I do requirements to keep it from getting redundant. Felt like I was stuck in the house most of the day. The boys had school at home today, went out for some a quick job of measuring, then back the house. Yes, very exciting. It's practically a Seinfield episode, without the humor. I pulled out the jump rope tonight as it indigently mocked me, making me look like a dyslexic sloth. But, I somehow tripped through 5 minutes. Everything else seemed pretty smooth. Just keeping it in the now. Tomorrow is promised to no one. 

Today on January 11, 1843, Francis Scott Key died in Baltimore. If you don't know who that is, the history police will be at your house to practice their tasering techniques.