So, I had a pretty shitty go of it trying to sleep last night. I don’t know if it was the sloppy joes, or the pickled cucumbers that did it, but around 1:30am last night, I felt like the first poor fucker that bit it in Alien (the original movie). Yeah, the guy that was eating the spagetti and the alien busted out of his gut. Shit, it was kind of painful, and I actually pondered getting dressed and going to the local 24 hour pharmacy for a jug of Mylanta or something (since Rolaids was doing more for flavor than relief). At any rate, I surfed around a bit, checked YT, email, myconfinedspace and yahoo personals, until I had a couple big ole farts. For some reason that helped, but for the life of me I don’t know why. (note to self; google fart = heartburn relief) So, at about 3:30 I went back to bed. This is where it gets kind of strange.
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