Why is the sound of a rooster so much a part of popular culture? Or, at least when there was a thing called popular culture before culture disintegrated into 734 different things. The answer is of course in 328AD there were no clocks or watches. You got up when the rooster woke up, or when the Sun came up. That was it. Human brains were dialed into it.

It wasn’t until like the 18th Century when doing your own timekeeping became a thing. In the early industrial age, factory towns would have the factory sound the whistle to signal that it was time to get up and go to work. How gross was that? It’s like having your Monopoly Man boss wake you up with a revolver to your head and telling you to get up whilst also telling you that the milk in your ice box is super nice.

We’re back! After an unexplained 3,287 year absence. Why? We have no idea. Other than that my Guests somehow found another phone book. But if we disappear again, don’t be surprised. I have the procrastination factor that a sloth would envey.

I’ve been having a lot of trouble sleeping right lately. When the alarm clock on my cell goes off, I turn it off and want to sling that thing out the window so hard that squirrels will file felony assault charges on me.

But you know what? It’s really weird. It’s like my body is used to getting up before the alarm clock goes off. Either because the Sun comes up, or the birdies start chirping. That’ll get me up. Where I live, the birdies can start chirping around 5am. And not in a way that send me to squirrel court. It’s a little weird, even ancient, and I like it. Will it last, who knows, but I hope it does.