This was a phrase that sang itself to me in a dream last night. I woke up with the idea in my head, followed by "Whaaat?" I couldn't remember who Uwe Boll was. I thought for a while that he must be that guy who bends spoons. Turns out that's Uri Geller. Uwe Boll is a director of unpopular movies. Neither of these fellows appears to have anything to do with apricots, save that they both exist simultaneously in a world that also contains apricots.
My sleep was very welcome; I slept hardly at all on Sunday night. Sunday night was notable for (1) no sleep, (2) seeing the space shuttle/international space station go tearing overhead around 9:30 (Jeff and I went up on the roof to look for it, and lo! There it was), and (3) watching The 13th Warrior on instant Netflix. That movie was incredibly silly, but was not directed by Uwe Boll.
Anyway, I spent yesterday in a zombie-like stupor, and wound up going to bed at 8:30, like a nine year old. As a result, I have TOO MUCH ENERGY today. Getting done all kinds of things. Whee!
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