Almost like those Lazy Hazy Crazy Days of Summer

Those Lazy, Hazy, Crazy Days of Summer

My usual routine is to get 4 or 5 solid hours of sleep a night, then lay there till I have to get up to go do whatever it is I'm supposed to go do on any given day.

Or piss like a race horse.

Which ever comes first.

For the past three nights I've been down to three hours of solid sleep a night. This routine has been going on all my life. If not, I may be concerned. But I've got used to it.

By noon, since I was already up for seven hours, I did all those little life things that need to get done and ran out of things to do.

So I went fishing.

I spent more time getting to the fishing spot than I spent actually fishing.

The odd thing about walking a blind curve on a set of railroad tracks is that a train can actually sneak up on you. I don't know how they do that, they just do.

After two of these in an hour, I went home.

As I said, it took me over an hour to get back and forth to the spot I fished. Was worth the walk.

I got home at the same time my wife got home from work. Nurse's aides keep odd hours. We went for a stroll through the woods not far from home, came home and I thought I would shut my eyes for an hour.

Three hours later, I guess I needed the nap. It's very rare that I do that. Now I'll be up all night.
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Today's song in my head was driving me nuts. Always liked it, but still. Over 40 years later and it comes out of nowhere.

Sunshine Superman

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