I don’t know why I’ve been having such a hard time getting to sleep lately. I tried to go to bed at 9pm tonight only to toss and turn, thinking about everything and nothing all at once. It’s funny how my mind can seamlessly bridge the gap between disparate thoughts while I’m trying to get to sleep, leaving me wondering how I ended up imagining “The Sopranos” when I started out thinking about my trip back to Nashville.

I finished Jennifer Government by Max Barry and decided that I really liked it, but I won’t go into it here. I am going to say I liked it, leave it at that and not give any reasoning so I won’t sound like some ignorant ass who doesn’t know shit from shinola. Or worse yet sound like some pretentious shit, waxing poetic.

As I sit here writing, I realize that my thoughts probably go off kilter when I’ve bathed my brain in the numbing glow of the TV during the night. But when I read before bed, I usually get to sleep pretty quickly. Hmmm…

>Wait
Time Passes. You were eaten by a Grue.

I just dug up a book I bought a while ago but never got around to reading. It’s a Richard North Patterson novel titled Silent Witness. I’ll let you know if I like it or not.

Anyone ever play Zork as a kid? If you did, you’d know what a Grue is.

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