I can remember when being awake at three-thirty on a Saturday morning meant I was still having a great time on a Friday night.
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Instead of heartburn?
What's on your mind, buddy, besides the bathtub?
Posted by: actor212 | Saturday, February 27, 2010 at 07:29 AM
Yup, that was my night last night. FTW!
Posted by: Sean Paul Kelley | Saturday, February 27, 2010 at 10:43 AM
Yes. Very good observation of the experience of getting older.
Posted by: PurpleGirl | Saturday, February 27, 2010 at 11:17 AM
Ain't that the truth!
Posted by: KLG | Saturday, February 27, 2010 at 11:19 AM
Me too! And I am never up so late, I take pills to avoid it. Maybe it was the moon. Well, nice to know after the fact I had company. Aside from Aaron Burr that is.
Posted by: muddy | Saturday, February 27, 2010 at 02:26 PM
happens to me when i look at coffee. then comes the mind thinking about bills, work and anything else having nothing to do with sleep. if only our brains could re-boot like a computer some evenings. then hibernate till the sun comes up.
btw happy b-day lance
Posted by: doctoroffood | Saturday, February 27, 2010 at 03:52 PM
Damned former English teachers, always insisting on using a word I need to look up. "Aubade," indeed. ;)
Posted by: Linkmeister | Saturday, February 27, 2010 at 06:12 PM
Geez, sounds like we are all a bunch of "midnight invalids." Which is a quote of a friend of mine after reading our BB discussion. So, happy birthday (is it?) and good health to you and all our fellow midnight invalids.
Posted by: Michael Bartley | Saturday, February 27, 2010 at 06:25 PM
Yes, Happy Birthday to Lance! I wanted to be the first to say it, but who knew there were so many insomniacs with birthday wishes ahead of me.
Posted by: mac macgillicuddy | Sunday, February 28, 2010 at 08:05 AM