Who Needs Sleep?

I stayed up way too late last night watching the VP debate, then watching post-debate analysis, then working on a poster design assignment, and then deciding around midnight that it was somehow a good time to start looking for hotels in Tokyo and Kyoto. (It is a good time in the sense that we’ll be there in less than a month, but not so good in the sense that it was already midnight!)

When my brother Brian was little, he was the only kid I knew who would put himself to bed. We’d all be watching TV or reading or something, and suddenly we’d realize Brian was gone. Then we’d find him asleep in his bed. I’ve always thought that was a good little skill to have — and one that I obviously did not inherit. I can be incredibly tired and I’ll still find something to do that keeps me up. It makes no sense.

As for the debate, I will just say what I have heard others say lately: I wouldn’t want Sarah Palin on my local school board, much less as Vice President of my country.

So. Anyway.

Becca, Jen and Jose planned an outing for the weekend. They each reserved a plane and we’re all going to fly down to Mustang Island (just north of Corpus Christi) tomorrow to have lunch and hang out on the beach for a few hours. It’s far enough south that they didn’t get any damage from Hurricane Ike. Becca, Byron and another guy in one plane, Jen, Gavin, Carina and another girl in one plane, and Jose and me in the final plane. We could actually take one more person but I guess no one else was interested. However, the plane that Jose reserved is having some kind of issue with its master switch (which I think controls all the electrical gear in the plane?) so we might not get to go. Argh!