a rickety bridge of impossible crossing

wouldn't you know it, it's another sleep emergency

Due to a rogue fire alarm and certain physical maladies, I haven't slept well at all this week. I just listened to an episode of Decoder Ring that turned out to be about nice luxurious soft fluffy pillows, and mine is sounding pretty good about now. So I'm going to call a sports metaphor and make a 50-yard dash back into the slumber zone. The truth is, I haven't been doing well lately, and I'm hoping I can take it easy and rest up this weekend, and be back in writing shape before long. Thanks to those of you who haven't cancelled your RSS subscriptions, it means a lot.