I have lost all sense of time. It’s the Saturday of a July 4th weekend – on some level, my mind understands this. On the other hand, I’ve got part of my brain telling me that today is the 4th, and another part of my head’s certain that it’s Sunday. (Yet another part of me is glad that it’s Memorial Day, and that summer’s just kicking off. Like I said – no sense of time.)

Due to the sweltering heat right now, I’m holed up in my apartment, listening to a couple of On the Sun MP3s and contemplating cleaning the apartment. Excitement, I know…