Last night was the 23rd night in a row that I have kept waking up every 2 hours, like clockwork. I really wonder, if there is some ingenious plot afoot, planned by my grandchild hungry parents, and niece desperate sister, to keep this happening. I know they are supposedly states away... but it would be just like them, to trust me to be crazy enough to think "Hey, if I am waking up constantly every night anyways, I might as well get those annoying baby nights out of the way at the same time." The joke is on them, however, as I have already decided to do my best to sync up the "terrible teen" years my children will have with the "men can do nothing right" menopause years my wife will have, by procreating around mid-thirties. Well, her mid-thirties. So... let me sleep, dammit!

Is it too soon to admit I find, the person who was most famous for her song refusing rehab dying from not completing rehab, more poetical than any of her lyrics? And as a psychologist... looks like she should have found time for us. Really. Everyone needs helps sometimes.

I was recently sent an email at work, reminding me I am not allowed to post any "Web logs, or 'blogs'" in reference to where I work, specifics on what I do, or complaining about the company I work for. Thank goodness I use a pen name. That'll fool them for sure! (And if my boss really is reading this... Hi Boss! This isn't me! Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!)

Just think. If you are reading this now, you may be one of the few to do so, before it gets edited to say "Former Boss" :P.