Too tired to sleep

Went home this weekend, and visited with Aunt Clarissa and Uncle Ed, who were visiting from Joliet. Also got some sleep. And some pie. Some of my mom's pumpkin pie, which I'd been day-dreaming about for two weeks. Good times.

Drove up last night/this morning, got in around 0100, and unpacked.

You'd think I'd be tired.

But alas...

I've spent the last ten minutes etching a spidery-lookin' tree into the skin of my white pumpkin Krueger (his twin's name is Freddy... Halloween joke, get it? Ha ha...ha...).

It looks super nifty, but I have to question my sanity at this point.

Seriously, I'm going to start documenting my sleep patterns. Hopefully, I'll notice some order to the chaos, and then perhaps devise a solution.

Because this is ridiculous.
( Oy with the poodles, already )

I think I may take pictures of the pumpkin-art. Though... I don't have a camera, so that could be somewhat difficult...

Wow, does my brain need a break, or what?

Also?

This is totally awesome.

Except we SciFi-ers know the true location of Atlantis, don't we? ;-)

Only in America

Seriously, only in this nation can a credit card company that charges people to carry their card sue other credit card companies for swindling them out of their "fair share."