A radio station I worked at right after college did a show called “Funkadelic Friday” where they played music from the 70s/80s that you would have heard at a skating rink. There was a guy there who had been doing FF for a long time and was just magnificent at it. He’s the only DJ I have ever heard post a 2:30 intro on a song. (If you don’t know what that means: He talked over the entire intro of the song. The trick was that the intro was 2 minutes and 30 seconds. That’s no small feat!)

You can’t have Funkadelic Friday without this song!

It’s FRIDAY!!! WOO HOO!!!!!

From Dr. Ergun M. Caner on Rick and Bubba this morning.

The difference between holiness and legalist is that a holy person wants you to look more like Jesus, a legalist wants you to look more like them.

It’s a paraphrase, but I think it gets the message across. I had never been able to frame it like that. It’s definitely a great mirror to hold up and see what inside of me has that “legalist” view.

You won’t see this one on COPS… stick with it to the end, it’s only about a minute long.

You’ll notice from the post time that it is quite a bit past what should be nighty-night for me. *EDIT* I just noticed that this template doesn’t put in the time… well, it’s 11:16pm, just for the record *END EDIT*

I have to be at work by approximately 8am every morning, and the drive to work is almost an hour on a good day. That means I need to be up by 6:30. I haven’t been up before 7 all week.

Seems like lately I can’t get past the going to sleep thing. Its always 11:30 or Midnight before I can sleep. I have tried taking melatonin supplements, tonight I took 2 Tylenol PM. That was 2.5 hours ago. I’m still wide stinking awake.

I’ve tried less caffeine, more caffeine and even no caffeine (The jury decided to let me go on the condition that I never let that happen again.)

I’m tired, I just can’t sleep. Don’t think it’s my conscience. Can’t figure out any guilt or unusual stress. Sounds like the boy is having sleeping problems tonight too. He’s in his room playing… at 11:13pm. I”m in my room typing this disjointed and probably very random blog post. This is just one of the many consequences of tiredness: Bad blogging.

I’m going to try this one more time, the sleeping thing. If I can’t sleep tonight, I will assume this as my cue to become super-human; possessing the power to never rest. That’s a pretty crappy superpower if you ask me.

CARP.