Last night, a night that will live in memory and abused coffee machines, was long and sleepless. Mona and I spent the night going over book shelves and watching old reruns of Columbo on Tubi. Now, there is a point at which awakeness will turn into stupidness. The thing is we don't usually recognize the stupid in our actions until you find yourself talking to inanimate objects such as the refrigerator, a chair, and the all knowing bathroom door, about subjects that you usually reserve for the occasional college lecture. Ya know, stuff like the state of the economy, quantum physics, how to eat an Oreo, and the great mathematical question, "How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?" With so many great mystical questions in our multiverse it's a mystery how we get any sleep at all. The books never did get arraigned. I should mention I haven't had a drink in years and don't partake on any recreational multivitamins. Late at night, lack of sleep, this is my usual weirdness. The Aliens are amused...
Peace and Balance,
John
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