Me? I’m from House Piegaryen.

Today is Monday. Pray to the sweet baby Batman that it is better than last Monday. So far, it is not better, per se, but definitely weirder.

As you may have noticed, this post is happening later than most of the normal weekday posts. Why? Oh, I’ll tell you why.

I got to bed late last night. I was going to be lucky to get 5 hours of sleep. So, it came as no surprise that I would get less than that. The surprise came at 4am when a loud knocking came upon my front door. It was a policeman.

Now, imagine if you will, me at 4am. I am in my undies. No glasses. Just woken up in a most jarring fashion. I am not at my best, to say the least. This is a summary of the conversation that took place. Try to keep in mind that I wasn’t really awake so some of this might not have happened. K.

Policeman: Is Alex somebody here?

Me: No.

P: Is this Alex somebody’s house?

Me: No.

P: Do you know Alex somebody?

Me: No.

P: Who owns this house?

Me: Steve and Smantha somebody.

P: Steve Smith somebody?

Me: No.

P: Do they know Alex somebody?

Me: I have no idea.

P: Sorry to disturb you, but apparently Alex somebody is using this address for something incomprehensible dialogue. Have a good night.

Me: Yes. You too.

I then went to pee. The peeing part is important because it was the only thing that establishes that event as real. I didn’t have to pee when I woke up later, which never happens. So I must have actually talked to cop and peed. I then attempted to go back to sleep. I finally succeeded only to have this dream that I slept through my workout. And then I woke up at 6:05am. Which was in fact, late for my workout.

And that is how my day started.

Last night, on the sign outside of Damgoode Pies in Little Rock, it said “We Are House Piegaryen”. Brilliant. And as a matter of fact, they make a damn good pie. I had a simple sausage and jalapeño pizza. I’ll probably regret it today.

Mother of Pizzas.

That brings as to the fact that last night was Game of Thrones night. I have yet to see the new episode, but give me a few hours to get my bearings and I’ll remedy that. To tide us all over until then, have a little smooth jazz:

I also need to watch last night’s Cosmos.

So many stories, so little time.

Yesterday, I spent the morning rushing around getting ready for the trip to Little Rock. I then spent 2.5 hours in a car, checked out the Clinton Presidential Library, and watch 16 groups of talented high schoolers own the ever-loving-shit out of pitching some business proposals. Then I ate some Damgoode Pie and headed home. So, another 2.5 hours in the car. In the rain. At night. With construction. Thank goodness for Sirius/XM radio. Their old school hip hop station saved my life.

I am about to go do all of the things that I needed to do this weekend, but did other things instead. Mostly, I’ll be doing chores. Ugh.

Have a great day.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC