Insomnia comes in many flavors

...and I call this flavor 'I ain't no farmer and didn't hear any rooster crow, but here I am up before the sun'.

It's a working title.

Anyway, just to update you on the happenings:



I busted the second-last toe of my left foot and have been hobbling around for a week. The bruise has spread halfway up my foot, all mauve and sickly green. Pictures not forthcoming.
Had yet another idea for a