A week ago Saturday, when I was writing "Wasting My Time", I went up to the studio at 5pm. Other than two interruptions to let the dog out, I was so focused on getting this done that I looked up and it was 3:15am. I had not even had dinner. Those who know me know that the remarkable part of the story is that I did not have dinner, not the time I spent writing and tracking.

Yet the 10 minute delay on the highway where they are resurfacing the highway near my work place drives me nuts.