See, sleeping is something that I am pretty darn good at.  Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I was born asleep.  I mean, most people would think that it is a pretty momentous occasion to meet the world–first gulp of air, first glimpse of your surroundings, and all that hullabaloo–and so would make sure to witness it. Awake.  But no, I just decided it sounded like a good opportunity to get in one more nap, I guess.  The midwife thought something was terribly wrong, at first.  But, once she woke me up, I was fine–other than being tired and probably not wanting to communicate so much (I am not a morning talker, give me my space first thing, please).  So anyway, sleep has always come pretty naturally to me.  

    What else can I tell you?  It’s Monday, meaning I did not have be Kristine Urich tonight.  I have written two songs in the last few days–both make me happy; one’s a funny one, one is serious.  I am reading a new Donald Miller book (he’s the author of Blue Like Jazz, and I love him), which is very appropriate because he lives in this great town of Portland and one of my goals here is to find him and meet him.  I mean, he says in his bio that if I am ever in Portland to look him up cause he’d like to meet me.  Sure, maybe he meant that generally, but I am going to take it personally.  It’s gonna be a little hard to try to spot him, because I don’t know what he looks like.  I guess I’ll just look for someone who is really funny, smart, spiritual, unconventional, grew up without a father, and lives in Portland.  Well, that should narrow it down, right?  I am reading his book, To Own a Dragon, which my friend John says sounds stupid because who owns a dragon now a days?  Well, I think he may have misunderstood, because it isn’t some sort of manual for dragon-owners that lays out the steps of when and what to feed it, how often to exercise it, and which dragons are both hypoallergenic and make adorable pets for your spoiled child.  It’s actually quite good, and you don’t have to own a dragon to appreciate it.  Besides, with our current economy, who can afford a dragon?  Even with my per diem, it would be tough.  And I don’t think my kitties would appreciate it I brought a dragon home, not to mention the neighbors.  

      I guess the only other thing I could mention is that for dinner I had a very large burger and a very small cupcake.  Oh, wait–maybe that was lunch.  Well, whatever it was, it was delicious.  I have also recently taught my friends one of my favorite games, do-do-dee-do-do-do.  If you don’t know this game, then you should find someone who can teach it to you–it is quite fun.  Anyway, there are a few of the guys on this tour who have fallen in love with the game and always want to play it–at dinner, at the airport, in a limo–you name it, they want to start throwing down a beat and throwing out a word.  And I am happy to join them every time.  

   Oh, and it’s shark week on the discovery channel all week.  Unfortunately for me, I missed Best Five Eaten Alive tonight because of my nap.  You snooze, you lose–quite literally for me, this time.  

   

      

    

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