Lumberjacks Trying to do the responsible thing, I went to bed early last night. Well, earlier than I normally do anyway. And that lasted all of about 10 minutes. Apparently, Paul Bunyan was in my bed and snoring in an symphonic manner. And Paul Jr. was there as well, almost matching the snores, note for note.
A few shifts in bed, a few swift kicks to their shins, to no avail. And since I could not drift off to slumber land while being audibly assaulted by a chainsaw and a buzz saw, I got back out of bed and found out once again that, no matter how many channels you get with cable service, there's never anything good on TV. So having stayed up much later than I had originally anticipated, I am paying the price now, groggy and grumpy.  ¶ 7:42 AM