It was one of those nights.

You know, like the episode “Schisms” of Star Trek: The Next Generation. If you’ve never seen the episode, it pretty much can be summed up by saying that you go to bed, sleep for hours, and wake up to the alarm, but it feels like only minutes have passed and you are exhausted. In my case, I doubt that I was abducted by aliens. More than likely, the cats kept running through the house and startling me out of REM sleep. One of these days, I am going to punch a cat in the face for that.

Since my brain is tapioca this morning, I’ll share this awesome thing with you. Taco Planet sent me this and it made me so very happy. Enjoy:

Isn’t it great? Yeah.

Okay, today is crazy day. I have a bank run for Jesus first thing. Then, moving type cabinets again at the letterpress shop. Then, La Duchess needs help with her technology. Possibly archery this afternoon. And then, dinner with the Japanese crew. Mr. Polite just got back yesterday, so it’ll be great to see him. And yes, he brought me the lunch I requested of a tuna sandwich, a bag of seaweed potato chips, and a melon soda. So far, he is way ahead in the running for friend of the year 2013. He is setting a high bar. I’m just saying, you kids better bring your “A” game.

All right. I am going now. Stuff needs doing. Have a great whatever day this is. More soon. ~SC