It was while "Waxing poetic",
That I went in search of an old boot,
in that I might resurrect the "spit shine" technique,
that only repentant warriors recall with such distain.

The Sun did rise upon this day,
Again did wash the past away,
Proclaiming "Old" that vagrant's sight,
That so did claim the passing night.

It's amazing the things that pop into one's head when first waking up.
I awakened this morning with thoughts of Farnsworth of Hooterville. I was recalling the very night(last night as a matter of fact) we were playing "Tiddlie Winks" for cash. I was down a few grand at the time and was having nagging thoughts regarding my wife's gambling addiction when, Farnsworth suggested that we play "All in" for the final pot. Not being one to back away from a challenge, I suggested that the cup be placed only ten feet away rather than the standard fifty three and a half feet, to which Farnsworth agreed. We had been playing for hours and I wanted it to be over, besides I wasn't feeling well after an evening of beer and Twinkles. I recall, placing my Tiddlie upon the edge of my wink and pressing down very very hard to produce the necessary high looping trajectory. That's all I recall until waking some hours later, in the alley, behind the Hooterville Chuckie Cheese with all my pockets turned inside out laying in a pool of Guiness and soggy "Twinkies". Like I was saying it's amazing the things that pop into one's head when first waking up. Oh Well,let me brush my teeth and make some breakfast. I've got some Voids to plug, flooding you know.

One last thing,
before I go to bed,
Don't wake me before noon!

With a little knowledge, "We think we know something".
With a lot of knowledge, "We know we know nothing".
and spend much more time with the kids!