What are you doing up at this hour?

Not sleeping and not happy about it. Apparently now that the medical trauma stress is over, there's a bunch of work stress my brain wants to catch up on.

Timelies!

Trudes, I have T-Mobile and it's OK. I don't use my cell phone much, so I'm not that much help in this regard. I have noticed that I don't get service in the Metro when it's underground and there are some significant dead spots (including at least one T-Mobile "hot spot").

GC, your niece is indeed adorable.

And, for Billy Idol fans, the beginning of a review in yesterday's Washington Post:

Middle age has done nothing to hamper snarly rocker Billy Idol's hunger for sex, satanic references and snug leather pants.

Middle age has done nothing to hamper snarly rocker Billy Idol's hunger for sex, satanic references and snug leather pants.

Indeed. I'd imagine the leather pants could only be getting snugger.

he he

billytea! something I'd been wanting to share with you!

vampire bats!

Hee. I like vampire bats. They're probably the most social of all bats. Living as they do on blood, their food supply is more variable than most bats (insects are a lot easier to come by). Pretty much every night, there'll be some bats returning to the cave with an empty tummy. When this happens, the other bats will regurgitate some blood for the unlucky ones, who will live to see another sunset, sustained by the Puke of the Damned.

Why is it being blissed out doesn't keep people up nights? Funny story from Mom's job:(A few of you might have heard this already.) Mom works with teacher and arch-conservative R. R. teaches English and the other day they worked on concrete poetry. So she brought in examples from previous classes and one contained a word R. didn't know. The word "phallus". Which she had already written on the board in big letters.(Luckily the students are foreign and therefore not up to "phallus" but I still wonder how a person could teach high school English and not know that word.) The poet in question, a native speaker was not trying to make a dick joke, more a point about money and power.

Trudy, I've got a Verizon phone, and the service and coverage are pretty good. There are even a few spots on the subway where it works, which I've been told isn't supposed to happen. (DC metro is wired so that cell phones will work. NYC, it's pretty much just that there are a few places the signal leaks in.)

Middle age has done nothing to hamper snarly rocker Billy Idol's hunger for sex, satanic references and snug leather pants.

Happy shiver. Mmm, leather pants. And I don't know where they're getting the satanic references other than the title of the new album. Sex, drugs, and rock n roll and more sex, yeah, but not so much with the satanism. Granted, I haven't tracked down much GenX stuff, so maybe that's rife with paens to the Dark Prince.

edit: But the *full-page* he got in Time magazine commented that he was more into breathable fabrics now and was making conscious efforts not to scare off the parents of his kids' friends.

And I don't know where they're getting the satanic references other than the title of the new album.

C'mon. All punks who wear leather pants are satanists.

Sean, I responded to West Wing talk in Natter.

Did you ever really need a morning to go well and it did? Mine did this morning. I don't know how or why but it did. And I'm not going to argue with it.