Tired This Tuesday


From time to time my brain and I go to war and the major casualty of that war is sleep.  It’s not enough that I can’t seem to wind down of an evening but when I do feel that wonderful lethargy that precursors the land of nod and fall into bed my brain instantly decides…

Day of the Cabbage


Do you ever have days when the highest form of thought you’re capable of achieving wouldn’t compare to the sentience of a cabbage?  I do and boy was yesterday one of them.  If you had spied me sitting here staring at the computer keys I would have looked like some poor unfortunate time traveler dumped…