I don’t know why it is, but lately I haven’t been able to sleep well at all. Melatonin hasn’t helped much, perhaps it’s a bad batch from CVS. Not that I took any melatonin last night, maybe I should have.

I think it’s the lack of sleep that causes me to sink in the depths of despair as I wait for the bus. I am so morose and think the darkest thoughts. Perhaps it’s the lack of sleep perhaps it’s the dire economic climate the world finds itself in, I really couldn’t say it could be any of those things or perhaps a combination thereof.

This morning I found myself waiting at the bus stop with Deborah from my building. She usually gets on at the next stop so I was surprised to see her walking towards me. And of course the bus was filled with strangers, people we’d never seen before.

We had an interesting chat, she says she’s trying to get me a position at one of her jobs, she works two. I’d be grateful for anything. It’s now 7:38 and the cigar shack environment has quieted down considerably.

Calvin was asking me about my writing today and asked if I wrote a blog, and if I didn’t I should consider it. I lied and said I don’t write a blog. Just a long drawn out cry for help.

The cigar shack was OK. I know I can be quite the moody bastard but man does Bradley wear the crowd with gusto. It’s truly a sight to see. Not very forthcoming a lot of the time and when he is it generally leaves you scratching your head.

Jerry Vale seems to be his loyal sidekick, he truly believes Bradley is his boss which is probably why Jerry Vale is uneasy around Thomas and myself. We know Bradley is not the boss and don’t give him an inch when he seems to demand it.

It was hilarious to see Bradley punch a wall. I could have sworn he broke his hand but no, nothing broken and barely a dent in the wall. Why he did that I couldn’t tell you. But it did garner a chuckle. Calvin would have been surprised to see it but he was in the man cave and the slight crack in the plaster was easily covered up.

It’s all on camera anyhow so all Calvin would have to do it look it up. It’s quite humid out right now and even thicker in the cigar shack which is good for the cigars but makes me uncomfortable. Bill just texted me, he’s taking a nap which will leave me to decide to wake him up when I get home or just let him sleep. Decisions decisions.

Tomorrow is a day off and of course everything that I plan to do depends on the weather. I was thinking a bike ride but the forecast is for rain.Since they’re wrong half the time, I am hoping for the better half.