Morning Thing

Was going to work on the Bernie site yesterday, but Mary Beth was watching Jessica Jones and I popped in and got sucked in. I'd missed the beginning (an episode or two), but then we watched almost all day and night and there's only one left now, I think. I liked it at first, not sure if that level stayed as it went on. I guess it got more and more comic booky. There were things I liked, but some of the more ridiculous elements stood out to me. This morning (late late morning, I slept the hell in today) there was some noise while I was still trying to cling to my last vestiges of sleep. So I grabbed a small, fuzzy blanket to stick over my head and block the sound. Well, a little bit later Horace came along and decided he wanted to sit on this fuzzy blanket he loves sitting on so I've got a fucking cat on my head. Not a great way to stay asleep.