I have been in this hot bedroom beside my wife since about 11 pm. She should have been past out cold, like a freshly, quickly reeled in deep sea fish one tends to snag when the boat captain has all the dodads ands gizmos that tells where the fish are, to the second. Literally!

"Big school" the mic boomed and then squelched. "Drop your lines with a 12 lb. weight for 22 seconds and make sure you yank back hard when you feel tension on your lines. It will feel like something is playing the same guitar strings you are plucking. Happy hunting."

Her new sleeping medication is a tad better than the previous tabs she was prescribed. Perhaps a baseball bat and some swings at softballs into a net or an aerobic bike ride? Sex would be fine with me. Sadly, we are currently in an "asexual" phase and I respect my wife and her wishes implicitly, particularly when it comes to that type of thing. Who wouldn'r?

Right? Right! Right...um...uh...?!

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