It's 3:16 AM... I can't sleep. I'm not sure why, I am not experiencing heavy doses of stress, or depression, which are usually the only reasons I can ever point to for me not being able to sleep. I have tried everything, TV, cleaning, reading some blogs, reading my scriptures (that almost always puts me to sleep) I know I am tired, my eyes hurt and my breathing feels labored. Maybe I can't sleep because I only got 4 hours last night and my body is too tired to sleep. Anyway I figured I would just post this picture and write a little blog post about it. This was at the "311" concert I went to in Las Vegas last weekend. It was tons of fun. We met this girl after the concert, and then again at breakfast and she comes up and says that she has this great picture of me. When she finally emailed it I couldn't believe it's coolness. I always make an effort to be doing something humorus in the background of peoples photo's... I didn't end up as sutttle as usual... and either this is the best ever... or it's just the only one I have ever seen, maybe they are all this good. Such passion! I amaze even myself. Granted I am a little, strike that, a lot sweaty, and that guy next to us with the pupils that are the size of silver dollars really makes the photo a one-of-a-kind. I'm a bit astonished at 3 AM how my writing just seems to flow, almost effortlessly. I just tried to go to Wendy's and pick up a Frosty... they were closed. It's been a long time since I have been to a Wendy's after 3, I kind of forgot and thought they were open 24 hours a day. I wonder what year it was when "7/11" started being open 24 hours and was no longer only open from 7am to 11pm. I'm pretty sure it's been 24 hours my whole life. Seems preposterous that a gas station not be open 24 hours, and yet it still happens all the time. Speaking of time did you know they (by "they" I mean scientists) have proved that in moments of great intensity that the human mind actually perceives things moving in slow motion. The Discovery Channel did this series called "Time" and they actually did experiments to prove it. All I can say is "I knew it!" Today this 20 year old girl... who happens to be really cute spent a little time flirting with me. I really liked it. Not cause she was 20, but because she was cute. I brought up my age, because I'm obsessed with being the old dude and being persecuted or disliked or at least disqualified in matters of dating simply because of the fact that I am older (even though when I really think about it I conclude that it's probably all in my head.) She went into the whole "age doesn't matter" stuff that younger people always seem to say. I reminded her that when I was graduating High School that she was getting baptised! Maybe even on the same day... (this is one of my best sayings with 20 year olds) She thought that was funny, but it didn't phase her. We are going out in two weeks. Is that weird? there is a 10 year difference in our age. Obviously I'm not concerned about marrying her right away and recognize it's just a date, but a date can turn into dating and then into more - so anyway, is it weird? it feels creepy almost. Sure she's legal, although the whole legal term refers to "sex" which is not on my ever righteous Mormon-living-agenda, which makes the whole "legal" thing a little moot. Not that I'm making a case for going out with girls under 18, I'm just saying....... actually... I don't really know what I am saying. I am so tired I am kind of in a zone and I just keep typing. Since I don't know how to type that means I have to look at the keyboard the whole time and two finger it, which doesn't give me any room to proof read. I know, I know, a grown man that doesn't know how to type. Maybe it would make you feel better to mock me. Here's some more ammo for mockery: I never learned cursive either. When I was in grade school I went to a school called Atkinson Elementary until 2nd grade, in that school they taught cursive in the 3rd grade. Before my 3rd grade year I moved schools to Youngston Elementary where they had already taught all the students cursive in the 2nd grade. I still can't really make z's, r's or anything capital, but was able to fake it pretty good until I graduated high school, where now I never have to use cursive... what a waste - I mean for you other people who learned it. Then again now that I think about it... the details are all a little fuzzy, especially about grade school. Hmmm, that could be because I am tired or, because I have a terrible memory. So who knows. Either way, I have a meeting at 9 so I think I will try my scriptures again. Good night.