I can tell I’m getting older…”Mr. Daugherty” just doesn’t seem nearly as insulting…

As predicted, I was up at 4:00 AM this morning actually cooking breakfast for my wife before she headed out to work [I packed her lunch too]. She split and I went back to bed [had a nightmare about a baby monkey being pinned to my bellybutton…very weird]. Woke up around 9:00 AM, and went to see Darco on her lunch.

Out came the raspberry mocha.

I’m practically double fisting this stuff. Seriously, I’ve got one hand typing, one hand on the cup, and eyes reading across the pages on the screen. I’m not even taking my eyes off of the screen just so I can keep going. Practically speaking, I’m a mess.

-D-

P.S. Driving through a city of 76,000 people this morning, pressed on the breaks in my truck…yep…peddle went flat, no brakes, and gravity was my best friend all the way home.