I woke wide awake a bit after four this morning. I don't know why. I flipped and flopped like a trout tossed on a river bank for a bit and finally gave up and climbed out of bed* I have been sipping my coffee and surfing the web since.
I bet you are saying to yourself right about now "Self, since Joe was up early I bet he is going to knock out a killer post given the extra time in his work day". You could say that if you want to be wrong as a Democrat on foreign or domestic policy. You don't want to be wrong do you? I was once and I did not like the feeling.
My coffee cup is empty and so is my tank of creative juices. Is it weird I am craving a hamburger at 6 in the morning?
*That phrase has always bugged me. How do you climb out of bed? I don't sleep in a pit or a hole. There is no ladder or stair involved in exiting my mattress. Instead replace the "climbed out of bed" phrase with " rolled out of bed" it is a more apt phrase and leaves my just slightly more satisfied with my elementary school level of prose.
What? It did not cost a bit to read this drivel. You get what you pay for in life. In this case you got a whole lot of nothing.