mayhaps i fell to sleeps

or sleepes... sleepies?... feel free to debate the plural of sleep in your spare time, regardless of grammatical rules, of course, but based on what makes sense cuz, as anyone with half a brain might know, grammatical rulages seldom makes much sense, especially in the language of english... it may be a little known fact that the debate began long before there was a continent known as the americas cuz those fiesty old british folk who still claim to speak english just could not agree on rules so they created many sets and layers in the north and south and east and west and that does not even include the scots or irish or welsh or any of the other kingdom they called united... the one thing they were never quite united about was language, hence, the folk known as americans inherited a rather haphazard set of rules that they further twisted into what is know as english today... and we are not even going near the aussies, kiwis, or the multitude of other quesi english speaking peoples on this planet... no wonder the aliens don't try to communicate with us, aye?...

what they don't know is the paragraph about was not the entry intended to be here but merely a distraction from the entry that was supposed to be here which may or may not be this paragraph, but certainly was not the spare time debate that nobody around here meant to have even if you took up the banner and had one yourself... the night was moving right along and so much happened and so little recorded that this is the sort of entry that occurred... must have seriously needed sleep and most sensibly, i must have actually let it happen... and tonight i was not home because i worked a long day and rushed to eat and change and walk happiness before heading out for a double header which will most likely be the subject of the next entry so if you discovered the secret to the invisible ink, congratulations and continue enjoying those who are mystified with me... or not, cuz we wouldn't want to presume you are enjoying anything, after all... i'll still love you, even if you are bored and judge me poorly... cuz that's the way i roll...

but while you are debating, an entry passed right by without even being noticed... it's somewhere, perhaps between the lines, perhaps written in invisible ink (ah, invisible ink on the internet... can you imagine how that is done?... more secret endtrails, or perhaps i mean entries after all...

narf :)