had to open a few windows, and just now, I heard the train down the road whistle and thought that the reason I am so not inspired was that I am so damned tired. Mike was snoring sooooooo loud last night, I went to the couch, but damn, I really cannot get comfy on the couch, it bothers my hip, so I went to the game room, and plunked down on the futon. The dmane futon is on the floor, it is rock hard, but to get back up and go to the couch which is a bit softer, meant that I had to haul my ass up, again. So I styed there. kept waking up, and then as soon as it started to get light, I realized that the window faces east. and the shade was not down. and there was brightness coming in, and I was facing the brightness. and the dog heard me moan about the light, so decided to come in. and lie down. between my legs. making me very unable to move, and once this mutt lies down, it is very hard to move him gently. So I am tired. yes… tired. so that was a good excuse huh?