Wednesday, February 4th, 2004 • 3 Comments on When There’s No More Room In Hell…
I was awoken at 5:15 this morning by a pack of crazies. Think Night of the Living Dead, only a little bit later than night and a lot more frightening.
Okay, it was actually the neighborhood mommy brigade out on their “morning” walk. I know about them not because I have ever voluntarily gotten up that early, but rather because I have gone to bed that late. In fact, I have come face-to-face with the
mommies a time or two when I stumbled in from a late night out.
I do not think anything in the 5 a.m. range is morning, but let them call it what they will. Personally, I think they’re nuts. Oh, and they talk too loud.