Staying up late until you can't think straight can do weird things to you. It isn't like I'm pulling an all nighter for a Chem test or something. What am I doing? I should be sleeping. Sleep is good. Maybe it is this Elvis Costello and Burt Bacharach show that is doing this to me. Or maybe it is the memory of my '69 VW bus.

I have come to a fork in the road of my life. And it isn't that I don't want to choose a path to go down,but rather, I can't go down one yet. I think one is going to be chosen for me and then I decide if I want to accept the challenge. Actually, we decide, my wife and I. Right now, I'm just waiting, being still. Maybe there's a 7-11 around for me to get a Slurpee. Dare. Double Dare. Physical Challenge!

Fer"go nigh nigh wif my bankey"rick