I have been awake since 2:23 AM. By the Seinfeld measure, I made it through The Mom & Pop Store, the first episode on Season 6 Disc 2, before I fell asleep. Figure a three hour stretch of sleep. I fixed J’s fruit snack, brewed some coffee, and am debating trainspotting. It won’t be another hour til #98 NB Silver Meteor passes through Ashland, if it is on time.

At this point, both beds are uncomfortable. Maybe cartoon watching, feminist burlesque, Russian Orthodox Liturgy or Nazi newsreels on YouTube are my best options to get me sleepy. Going with cartoons again. I know. I am in a rut.