Well, I got my ten hour of sleep in, and it was wonderful! As usual, the price will be paid again tomorrow (rather this morning) when I try to go to sleep. This is a really nasty cycle, and I wish that I could break out of it... and if wishes were fishes, I'd buy a blowfish... I have no idea what that means.

Slow night here, which is good, I've got all of my paperwork done and can relax the rest of the night... right.

Allrighty, then! Time for some more little-know or odd facts about me:

• I'm not afraid of bugs or snakes, but I don't eat them.
• I'm afraid of flying.
• I was made into a helicopter medic in the army, but I never have flown in a helicopter, and I never will, either. I spent a lot of time drinking with helicopter pilots, they're all fucking crazy.
• I'm afraid of heights. Karen and I went to the Royal Gorge in Colorado, and I had to walk across the bridge in the middle with my eyes mostly closed, hanging onto Karen's hand all of the way.
• I love to ski but I don't, because to get to the top of the mountain, you have to ride a ski lift. Ski lifts go high up in the air... the psychic energy that I picked up joyfully skiing down the mountain is more than depleted by going up.
• I had some accessory teeth that looked like fangs before I went into the first grade. They were in front of my front teeth, and they were removed by a dentist. I don't remember anything about it.
• I can't be hypnotized. The first time it was tried on me was by a dentist in Enid when I was about ten. He thought he had me under and started drilling on my teeth. I let him know really quick.
• I was baptized in both the xian and catholic churches before I realized that I was an atheist.
• I have been known to paint a fingernail or two, just for effect.
• Even when I had hair, I wasn't too concerned about it.
• I sometimes grind my teeth when I sleep.
• Karen says that I snore, but then she says that she doesn't, and she does, so she will lie about stuff like that. So I probably don't.
• I am extremely jealous of people who can go to sleep quickly.
• I was a voracious reader until I got my first computer.
• I did not live in a house with a TV set until I was twenty-five.

That's enough, I need to save some for later.

Thinking about the gal that Texas executed Tuesday evening... I really wonder what it would be like, knowing when and how you will die. The matter would be completely out of your hands, so you would have no responsibility and no control. All you would have to do would be to wait. I don't really think that it would be all that bad... but I'm not gonna go to Texas and kill someone to find out.

Euthanasia... we haven't heard too much about that lately. I remember reading some SF book a couple of decades ago where the premise was that at a certain age, if you could not prove that you were a productive member of society, they euthanized you. Or maybe it was at any age... I can't remember. The author was promoting the concept, but there were artists that were against it. Or maybe it was lawyers... anyways, someone that was regarded as useless to their society. So, I still have a picture in my mind of long lines of old people, shuffling along into a building, and not very many of them coming out...

This might not be something that my generation has to deal with, but it's coming up soon, so it'll be my kids or my grandkids. There are only so many people that this old earth can support, after all.

And there are a lot of useless people around right now, too, making babies who will be useless too. No, I'm not talking about welfare people, I'm talking about lawyers and politicians...

Well, I'm going to try to go to sleep anyway, just in case I'm wrong about it being a doomed project. I've been wrong before, y'know, but not usually on this subject.

Have sweet dreams... O, that's for me, not you!