This is one of those nights when, for whatever reason, I can’t sleep. Perhaps it was the coffee I had with dessert, or perhaps it was the Hurricane I had with dinner. Who knows. The end result is that I’m wide awake, watching bad late night television while Adam and his friend Aaron play online poker.
This happens every now and then, and I’m always surprised by things that pass for entertainment in the dead of night. Who knew there was a Game Show Network? Aaagh…it’s like all Gene Rayburn, all the time. Make it stop….
There are products advertised in the middle of the night that no normal, lucid human being would buy. Is that a Rascal racing scooter? And what happens if I fail “The Perimenopause Quiz”? Do I get set back a year? One is forced to consider such things when watching television at 2 a.m.
So what have we learned, kids? I’m not altogether certain, but I’d be willing to bet that buried somewhere in the lesson are the words “Avoid the Hurricane”…especially when you drink as little as I do. That was about nine months worth of alcohol in one glass. God, I can be such a doofus sometimes….
