THERE'S NO REASON

Why?

I'm awake and up at 3:30 a.m. Why?

Lying awake in bed is the pits. Count the number of aircraft flying overhead. Separate by jet and piston driven propeller aircraft.

Sit up in bed. Watch for low flying small aircraft approaching the neighbor boutique airport. Approaching aircraft fly low over the house and look like UFO's when their landing gear is down - clearance lights on high. Cool.

Coyotes howl this time of the morning. Early. And then they fight. Lots of yelping. Must be fighting over their latest acquisition of food. It's usually easy to sleep through that racket.

The wife threw apples over the fence last week. Later in the day Wylie Coyote was loving mom's discarded apples. Coyotes and fruit just don't go together.

Wide eyed at 3:30 a.m. must have been something to do with the extra glass of red wine last night that interrupted the pattern of sleep. It does that to me. Red wine, beef stew. Great stuff. Worth the loss of sleep.

This afternoon I'll have a glass of Newcastle Ale, kick out the Lazy Boy, put the dog on my lap, start to read today's Wall Street Journal and zzzzzzzzzz.

TGIF.