Why There? Why Now?
In the 2 extra hours of sleep I now get every morning between my 7 am wake up and take my temperature/consult the Magic Egg Prediction Machine time and my real wake up time, I dreamt that I was forced to drive around a hilly neighborhood with our esteemed monkey-boy president for an afternoon. No secret service, no media, just W and me. While I know this would be a dream come true for some people I know and love, it was about the most tedious thing I've ever done in my sleep. The sound of his voice grates on me so, I think I'm pre-programmed to respond to the soothing tones of southern Democrats, not the harsh tones of southern Republicans.

At the end of our day in the 'hood together, I turned to W and said "You know, I still can't stand you. But thanks for the ride."

The upside of the newly-instituted 7 am call is that taking my temperature every day should be a more consistent event than the first month I did so. The downside is that I'll probably end up having more weird dreams in that time. I'm also significantly less coherent when I get up the first time -- today I threw the little cover for the specially-colored pink thermometer on the ground and forgot all about the Magic Egg Machine. Oops.