happens when you sleep at night, and I rely on my friends in Blogsville to tell me what that was as I make my morning rounds. Here's today's bits of news:
Blog Queen informs me that Paul Newman died last night. He was born the same year as my mom, but I just never thought of him as being that old. He was always young, you know?
RW won an award and I didn't. Sure, he said that anyone can have the award if they want it, but it's not as satisfying that way. I want to know that someone loves my blog, damn it. But seriously, congrats, RW!
B.E. Earl will be making a "big pot of red" for his entire family this weekend. Wish I was there. I'll bet there will be a "big bunch of beer" as well.
David is pondering Beavers and Buttheads.
Also in from Blog Queen: Results from last night's debate: Obama 51% / McCain 38%.
And now, I must have coffee.