I am tired, and I am weary

...I could sleep for a thousand years.


Velvet Underground, "Venus in Furs" from Live MCMXCIII

Naw, I'm not that tired. Still, I should get to bed soon. I spent waaaay too much time at Sam's Club after work today, getting my tires rotated. Actually it wouldn't have been so bad if I hadn't been stuck in a traffic jam after work and forced to take a detour that added miles and minutes to my trip. So I got to Sam's Club about 30 - 40 minutes later than I should have, by which time the lone guy working at the tire department, who had been on-shift for eleven hours, was ready to call it a day. But he agreed to rotate my tires, and...

Suddenly a twentysomething guy dressed in Eurotrash student chic and armed with what I was guessing was an Iranian accent came in pleading to get a tire replaced on his car. As best we could determine, he had flattened one of his front tires and needed to get it replaced so the car could once again be driven. The overworked (and probably underpaid) guy at the desk took his work order too, and asked me if I minded letting this poor feller bump ahead of me. I said sure, no problem, I had some things I wanted to pick up in the store anyway.

After about an hour, I was starting to mind a little bit.

But, anyway, it got done, and I bought my stuff, and I am now a little bit closer to my big trip this weekend.

Anyhoo. Tomorrow I shouldn't be online because I'M IN A FOCUS GROUP, BABY! I know, all you non-focus group people are so jealous. I'm thinking this is going to be a political survey sort of thing, but it may just as easily be a comparison study as to whether a taser to the chest is more effective or less effective at disabling an individual than a kick in the 'nads. We'll see.