Hello. I have been very sleepy these last several days. I am always on the tired and dopey side, but ever since it entered my head to try to get caught up on sleep I find that every step I take in that direction somehow makes me even sleepier.
Twice I have started writing blog posts about how I am too sleepy to write anything and ended up closing them unposted, in order to go to bed. Yesterday I went to campus and went to sleep on the floor of my office. Sleep sleep sleep. Sleep sleep.
I had a little list somewhere of recent Jane things I wanted to write about. I was waiting until I could turn them into a series of amusing stories, but if I persist with that plan we will all be very very very old -- and hey, you know, I am noticeably more tired now than I was when I started writing this sentence, so RIGHT, let's just get on with it.
Jane likes very much to put things in other things. An incomplete list of objects that she has put into my shoe alone:
- a pair of her own shoes
- a stuffed toy eggplant
- a coaster
- six plastic bowls, neatly stacked
She also likes hot sauce, and scooping things up with a spoon. Yesterday these two likings went TOO FAR together, when she swooped in and scooped a big spoonful right into her maw, and was inconsolable for many minutes. Alas but unsurprisingly, we couldn't convince her to eat or drink something else to ease the burning. She's better now.
She also, and this is nothing new of course, likes to look at things on the computer. Who doesn't?
The novelty is that where before, she would only bash the keyboard in hopes of making the laptop offer up some interesting tidbit, these days she likes to sidle up beside me and put my hands on the keyboard, then wait very pointedly. She is good at looking pointed, an important life skill.
Today, seeking some variety from the old grind of shoes-food-computer, we went to the aquarium at the nearby wharf. It is not a very exciting aquarium. Or rather, it is not a very exciting aquarium if you are me, and what you look for in an aquarium is a plentiful variety of interesting fish and sea mammals. If you are Jane, however, and your fondest passion in life is stairs, you will have a truly spectacular time. Up! Up! Up! Up!
Other current interests include dogs, and panting like them. (What noise does a dog make? "hh hh hh hh hh", OBVIOUSLY. What, were you going to say "woof" or "arf"? Are you a heathen? It's like that old joke about the talking dog who knows that the greatest player in baseball history is Babe Hh Hh Hh Hh Hh.) And if you come to our house and fart there, you are likely to find your efforts echoed by a prompt and enthusiastic raspberry blown from across the room.
I think that about covers it. How are you?