** Meteor Shower **

Last night the Perseid Meteor Shower dropped by for it's annual visit. I, therefore, dutifully set my alarm to wake up around 1am and went to bed a little early to compensate for the hour or two of sleep that i'd miss.
I was woken by the gentle sound of Huey Lewis begging me for some drugs. Unfortunately, i used them all last weekend, and i don't get paid until Friday. I'm kidding...i get paid on the 15th.

So i drag my getting fatter ass out of bed and head to the living room, when i notice that someone must have bought a cat sometime after i went to bed, because it pissed in my mouth. I needed some water. Don't you love a glass of cold water in the middle of the night? How it washes out that septic smell/taste of bourbon from your pallet? mmmmmmmm H²O (I know it's supposed to go on the bottom, i looked, it wasn't there.) It's the simple things in life...

After my lovely glass of water i headed back to bed and was stopped in the hallway by a small voice. "Munkie. The meteor shower." Ooh, the meteor shower! I almost forgot, thanks brain. Our sliding door to the back patio doesn't work well. It's loud. Very loud. Especially at 1am. I hate our sliding door. I heard a comedian once (don't remember who) that said, "How come you can go up the stairs in ice skates during the day and not a soul will notice, but that creak on the stairs when you're trying to sneak back into the house in the middle of the night, is as loud as a sonic boom." (or something like that) I ALWAYS think of ice skates on the stairs when i'm walking around in the middle of the night. ALWAYS.

So yeah, with the sliding door opened i stepped out and looked up to see the show, and almost immediately, my mouth dropped open, i was dumb-struck. The ENTIRE sky was covered. Simply covered...in clouds. So i went back to bed.

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