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Tuesday, August 12, 2003

 

How do you sleep?



My insomnia has returned, apparently. I haven�t slept much over the last few days, so I�ve called in sick tonight. While that�s perhaps not a technically accurate description of my health, I do feel as if I�ve been beaten by several people with large sticks. Such things tend to leave me fairly useless in the work department, oddly enough. With any luck I�ll be able to get a little extra shut-eye tonight & be back in fighting trim tomorrow. Or, y�know, what passes for fighting trim in my case. In the meantime, here are a few stray bits of fluff and detritus for your perusal:

While we were out and about this weekend, I stumbled across a bottle of Monty Python�s Holy Grail Ale, as produced by the Black Sheep Brewery of Masham, Yorkshire, UK. Being the hopeless geek that I am, I bought it. I�m not saying that I�d buy anything with the Python seal of approval, mind you. Just almost anything. And this time out, I did OK for myself. I wasn�t expecting much (and certainly not the Spanish Inquisition*), just an average, malty English ale. I was pleasantly surprised to be able to detect the actual presence of hops, in quantity. It�s no IPA by any stretch, but if you�re used to Bass ale it might seem like one. Hoorah for Black Sheep!

And now for something completely different.** I know that some of you find the listing of various search terms used to find one�s site to be tedious in the extreme, but I ask you: would it be right to keep something like �Wilford Brimley hygiene� to myself? No, it would not. It would be downright piggish of me. Share the wealth, I say. Or, in this case, share the bewilderment.

That�s all I�ve got right now, aside from a raging headache and eyeballs that feel as if they�re about two sizes too small for my skull. It�s naptime.

*It had to be done.
**Sorry.