The off-shoot of not getting enough sleep is, of course, the dragging feeling that you experience about two hours into your work day.

(I am writing this at work, on break; I will e-mail it to myself and then post it tonight. Or tomorrow morning, if I get up early enough. Hah! That was a joke, son, you’re supposed to laugh right there…)

Even the Nectar of the Gods, the Elixir of Youth, good old C*ca C*ola, can’t seem to perk me up right now. Maybe I should go out in the shop and use the table saw without a guard – that usually gets the blood pumping pretty quick. At least, it gets the brain juices flowing, which is what I really need, since my job is mostly staring at a computer screen and printing reams of paper for the shop.

I’m kidding – I wouldn’t run a saw without a guard!

God bless you all, Wear Red on Fridays, and get in on the Baby Pool!