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I was tired last night, and I fully intended to go to bed before 9:00 pm. Calfgrit3 has been wakin’ up between 5:00 and 5:30 in the mornin’ for a couple weeks, and it’s completely worn us out. He wakes up fully alert, happy, and ready to get the day started. He gets that from his momma — she’s a mornin’ person, although she points out she’s not that much of a mornin’ person.

Anyway, after the boys were in bed, I sat on the couch to rest for a little while before movin’ on to the bed. I turned on the TV and began clickin’ through the channels. I came across Die Hard, the original movie on AMC, and Wyatt Earp, the movie on the History Channel. I clicked back and forth b’tween ’em when commercials came on, and I was hooked.

Nine o’clock came and went, and then ten o’clock passed too. Wyatt Earp is a dog-gone long movie — it didn’t seem half way over when Die Hard ended. After DH, The Matrix came on AMC. ‘Bout that same time, the WE story reached the shoot out at the OK Corral. Eleven o’clock passed. I watched the famous shoot out and then got int’rested in watchin’ Neo escape the Matrix.

It was after 11:30 when it really struck me just how late it was, and how really tired I was. Damn I was bein’ stupid. I watched a few more minutes of both movies ’til I realized I was prob’bly only gonna to get about five hours sleep. Oh God, I was gonna to hate to wake up.

What a total waste of my evenin’. I came to realize Kevin Costner ain’t a good actor, Bruce Willis is great at the one character he always plays, in every movie, and Keanu Reeves was born to play Neo (but nothing else). Or maybe I’m just orn’ry from lack of sleep and angry at having wasted potential sleep time on 10-20 year old movies I’ve already seen.

Bullgrit
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