I went to bed with a pain in my stomach and woke up feeling the need to vomit. That tends to inhibit sleep patterns. It inhibited mine. That's why I'm here.

That and I had a nightmare. If a nightmare wakes me up then I usually have to get out of bed and make sure the house isn't on fire, the kids haven't been kidnapped, my camera is still working, etc., etc. It must be because I have such vivid dreams. It takes me a while to make sure it was really a dream.

Think about it...you've experienced what my controlled, moderately sane mind can dish out, so just imagine what kind of chaos my subconscious can produce. (raising eyebrows...it is not pretty)

It would be too hard to explain tonight's travesty, but it involved my not being able to get to my house because of a building demolition and the highway being closed, hiding behind a semi trailer to avoid being blown to bits by said demolition, and watching an unknown man's fingers melt off because he touched some weird demolition causing acid.

I guess he should have been wearing gloves.

When I woke up it looked like my room was smokey at which point I went through the routine mentioned above.

Between then and now I have revamped the blog. How does it look? Is it hard to read? I'm still playing with it if you have any suggestions.

The kids decided to sleep outside in tents tonight. I think Grandpa Wayne is still out there with them, believe it or not. What a trooper.

I wonder if I'll be able to recognize them all through the bug bites tomorrow.
B