Too tired to feel anything but tired.

So briefly;

A premonition I had came true (as nearly all mine do, and have done throughout my life) and I smacked up the truck. I'll write more on this later, but suffice it to say that I'm okay, my kid's okay, the other drivers are okay, and the truck is still rolling. All the important bits covered there.

Plus, it looks like the kid got an apartment. Bonus.

And as far as that Obama rant regarding his town-hall anti-cannabis swipe, someone else wrote it for me. WILL WILKINSON's good stuff. Thank you, Will. Seriously, I couldn't have said it better.

Life will settle down soon. Meanwhile, I gotta go...