Well, here’s something different.  I’m out of words.  I will blame it on the amount of work that dropped out of the sky, rather than a lack of creativity on my part.

Perhaps it’s from too little sleep, or a new bed that is too comfortable and I’m sleeping too deeply.  I think I’ll blame the general hubbub of live.  Too many people having too much access to me at their convenience.

Remember a time when there was 1 phone and it was attached to the wall in the kitchen.  The phone in my parents house had it’s own little stand in the dining room.  The phone book, a pad of paper, and a pencil could always be found there.  But now everyone has a phone on their hip, one on their desk, e-mail on their computer (and on that phone on their hip too in many cases).  I’m thinking I just might roll back the clock.  Only have 1 phone, but I’m afraid the one on my hip would win that fight.  I’d like to wrote more, but my e-mail just pinged and the phone is vibrating….again