Trying to Write a Post While Operating With Only Three Hours of Sleep is Like Herding Koalas Through Bamboo

I have tried writing something, anything for today, but I am too fuzzy minded. Well, more so than usual. All I know is that waking up from a really vivid dream at 2 AM does not make for a happy Aggie.

It doesn’t make a very lucid Aggie, either.

Nor a coherent one.

I guess my plans to trim the loquat branches using my machete will have to wait. Bad enough to lose sleep. I don’t need to lose a limb, either.

At least the koalas look happy… 😉