I didn’t sleep well last night. I had a fan going and while booting up the AC would have helped the thermal issues, it was not the answer. I tried tossing and turning but there was resistance to these actions. At daybreak, I had had enough and got out of bed and headed for the WC. Apparently, during the evening, all of the Dubble-Bubble I had chewed in my life somehow reconstituted itself and formed a secondary head on my right shoulder. Why me? I have contacted the MLB for potential dugout work.
I'm over here now. 