So here's something weird: I forgot to set my alarm last night but I woke up right on time. What a difference it makes to have a regular sleep schedule and to stick to it. I may not want to do it every day, but I am gaining confidence in my inner clock.

Have you ever sat at a red light for so long that your mind starts to wander and you forget why you're there in the first place? That happens to me a lot on my new route to work. There are a lot of long lights. All of a sudden traffic will start moving again after being stopped since the dawn of time, and I'll think "Where am I? Where am I going? Why am I here?" Yes, the drive to work can be a great chance for some existential reflection.

And speaking of existential reflection, as I was driving, that Alanis Morissette song, "you oughta know" came on the radio. I started thinking about how great that song was when it first came out and how I recently read someplace that the song was written about Alanis' old boyfriend, Dave Coulier and that really just ruined it for me. I don't want to here Alanis singing about going down in a theater and scratching her nails down the back of the goofy guy who did Bullwinkle impressions on Full House. I wish she had never let out that piece of information. On the other hand, look at Carly Simon - she still hasn't told us who "You're So Vain" is about* and you know why? It's because we really don't want to picture Dave Coulier** when we're listening to an angry-girl-ballad about sex and intrigue and indiscretion.

*Spookily enough, I was engaged in this comparison between the two songs when "You're So Vain" came on the radio. As in - I was thinking about it before it came on. Is it possible that I made that happen?

**No offense is intended to Dave Coulier. I enjoyed many an episode of Full House during the 80's and I'm not ashamed to admit it.  ¶ 4:02 PM