5:15 AM

Awoke to a bit of a chill in the home this morning. While it was hot enough yesterday to (finally) shut off the furnace, and crack open a few windows, temperatures plummeted last night, dropping the thermostat reading a full two degrees by the time I crawled out of bed moments ago. Placed warm toast on my lap – feeling slowly returning to my legs…

5:25 AM

Clearly our paper boy works bankers’ hours – where in tarnation is my newspaper?? Is it too much to expect, having something timely and thought-provoking delivered by 4 AM?

5:32 AM

Pretty much given up on ever seeing my paper this morning. Guess I’ll have to try eating my cereal without it. I can always thumb through the Yellow Pages…

5:33 AM

Where in tarnation do we keep the Yellow Pages…

5:47 AM

I had no idea that there were so many metal recyclers in Calgary. And bail bondsmen. I wonder if any of them know Dog The Bounty Hunter??

5:48 AM

Our paperboy must be awakening at the crack of noon today – I remain paperless. If I had a bird, the poor thing would be crossing his legs, waiting for fresh newspaper…

5:55 AM

Mrs. That Dan Guy has offered to drive to the corner store, and pick me up “a frickin’ newspaper”. Sheesh! I’m just wondering what happened to the poor kid – sorry for being concerned about a fellow citizen!

6:01 AM

Hey, I didn’t know the Game Show Network was on this early!! I love these old episodes of Password Plus…

I suppose I can always shower tomorrow morning…

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Chow for now!!