Insomnia Blogging: I Can’t Fight This Feeling Anymore

So, Bravo plays Law & Order at 5:00AM in the morning on weekdays. Sweet. This morning it was the one where some old Italian guy is shot and stabbed because he had proof an insurance company sold policies to victims in the holocaust. Good episode.

All the other reruns in the early morning were Thanksgiving themed episodes. Usually, I dislike holiday themed episodes. Too much lovey-dubey crap with the family. I want more turkeys being thrown from a flying helicopter dammit!

I spent some time this morning looking out the window as the snow fell. Everyday this week I have had to clear the snow from my car in the morning only to find once I reach work, no snow. I don’t live that far from work, but the drive is straight south each morning. Every couple of miles or so, I see a difference in the precipitation. At home, it’s snow. Two stoplights south, wet snow, two more stoplights south, rain. It’s amazing how that little bit of elevation and a being a few miles further from the equator turns rain into snow.

I didn’t bother to shovel the driveway this morning. It’s not like there was a lot of snow, but you know what’s going to happen. Some parts of the driveway will melt while others will turn to ice. So when the big snow starts to fall, shoveling the driveway will become a horrifying ordeal. Much like last year when I was so lazy I just drove my car up and down the driveway, packing all the snow down. And from what I hear on the news, this year’s winter is going to be warm like last year’s, so… More snow! Lots more snow!

Like the last time I was unable to sleep, I caught some more of that Time Life collection Rock Ballads. Not only is it hosted by the guy from REO Speedwagon, but at one point, he takes out his acoustic guitar and starts playing “Keep on Loving You.”

Pretty soon, Time Life will have run out of collections to make and will be forced to create a Time Life presents the Best of Time Life Presents. It will be one disc from each collection. One disc soul, one country, one instrumental love song, one rock ballad and one ’80s hit. And they might as well get some aging douchebag to host it. How about Dennis DeYoung? That’s right, I’m calling Dennis DeYoung a douchebag. Anybody gonna stop me? Didn’t think so.