There is a certain point every fall that I think I really need to sleep for 17 hours. I am thinking that blogging is adding to this. I have watched the Flea go through any number of service attacks of some king or another, been in on a 100 plus comment argument over at Willson's place, helped test drive Dave's new widget, had to explain why I have an old version of Canada's flag on this blog and why that is ok, read with facination insider information about today's US military from John and Brian, watched the beer blog hit ten authors with people from Budapest to Singapore thinking about how to write about a glass of beer, all the while reading and commenting here and there.
It is a lot of work. A real manic's hobby.

Comments
Cyn - November 25, 2004 11:24 pm
I'm in the middle of convincing myself to go to bed so I will be alert for an 8:30 gig tomorrow morning. What am I doing instead of sawing logs? Reading and writing blog-related or email-related stuff that could wait until tomrrow. But nooooo, I must stay up later than I should cause I don't want to miss anything. It's that feeling of being in the loop wouldn't you say Alan. Gawd forbid if any one of us had missed the rather lengthy discussion over at HB's, for instance. Kind of like that 'leaving the party early' feeling.
Alan - November 26, 2004 1:37 am
Maybe - but here I am at 12:30 midnight not sleeping because I napped and what I do is write out the fact. I watched the Seinfeld special tonight and was reminded about how it was the show about nothing.
Alan - November 26, 2004 1:52 am
I also really think I have not come to terms with the Red Sox win. And maybe the fact that I cannot think of a TV show that framed the 80s as Mary Tyler Moore did the 70s and Seinfeld the 90s.
Cyn - November 26, 2004 7:45 am
So after I wrote what I did here last night I went to bed. Fell asleep and woke up at 3:45. I did not, I repeat, I did not get up and check my email or anything. (yeah me). But I could not get back to sleep and now I sit here, somewhat alert for my gig. Now I'm screwed for the next few days.
Alan - November 26, 2004 8:10 am
At least it is the weekend at the end of the day. My gig is having to go someplace on a matter which in the 13 years I am going on could not bear less importance to anyone but I have to go to the next town and find the place: "now I sit here, somewhat alert for my gig. Now I'm screwed for the next few days".
mark - November 26, 2004 9:17 am
I am sure that the matter of least importance will somehow result in charming photos later. Those photos are most important. Thanks.
Alan - November 26, 2004 12:05 pm
Did I say that? What a loverly place on a sunny frosted morning but no pics.