Donuts in the Vineyard?

So most of you have seen Jon Carroll’s Unitarian Jihad column. I know this, because most of you have linked to it, and half of those have done so with annoying info-free links just saying “go read this” with no hint as to what you want me to read, which is less annoying than pop-up ads, but still ranks up there on the list of Most Annoying Internet Behaviors.

Props to whumpdotcom for cobbling together the Unitarian Jihad Name Generator. This generates names like:

Sister/Brother Pepper Spray of Courteous Debate
Sister/Brother Atom Bomb of Patience
Sister/Brother Gatling Gun of Loving Kindness

...and every Dogs in the Vineyard player in the world (all couple dozen of us) is probably thinking the same thing, aren’t we?

Sleep dep

Wow, I felt like utter crap this morn— no, this afternoon when I finally woke up. Staying up till 5 AM will do that, I guess, but no, this was even crappier than the usual day-after-five-ay-em feeling.

My first thought was that I’m just getting old, and need to stop staying out that late. Cue thoughts about leaving Games Club early, or skipping it altogether, followed by wondering what I’d need to do for a social life if I did that.

But no, actually, I’ve been sleeping badly all week, so I was probably just sleep deprived on top of the lateness. I realized a couple of days back that what I need to do is cut out the ginormous Starbucks iced coffees that I’d been having in afternoons to celebrate the arrival of spring. I’m demoting coffee to a before-noon drug from now on, except in cases of emergency or if I know I’m gonna wanna stay up late. Tea and cola should still be OK.

(Yeah, this turns out to be another one of those entries I write mostly for my own future reference.)

And I need to hunt through my Tom Waits albums to see if any of them has “Jockey Full of Bourbon” on it.