I just called Tyler to wish him a happy birthday for tomorrow, and there were thirty-three beeps on his answering machine before it let me talk. Thirty-three messages. He's a popular kid, he is. I didn't get him a birthday card... I'm a bad dad, sometimes... but I didn't get JD one either, so if I got Tyler one JD would think that I loved Ty more that I do him and it would start that whole sibling rivalry thing and I certainly do not want to be responsible for anything like that, right? Ty was born in '78, that makes him what, 24? Twenty-four! Damn! He's getting OLD! It's no fun watching your kids get old... that's why I live in Kansas, I don't have to watch them. Of course, that just makes the shock worse when I *do* get to see them.... Anyway... work. Not too bad of a day, even though I was the runner today. I did get a good nights sleep, and that always makes things better. And the weather was beautiful yet again. And you know all of that creative energy that I was saving up for this entry? Remember what I said yesterday? Were you paying attention? I used it all up in the first three paragraphs. So I'm going to bed early, and I'm sleeping until I wake up in the morning.