By the way, I think it's too cool that Blogger finally got around to letting me set the publishing time of a post in advance. That's why this one got posted so early. Don't forget to read yesterday's post just because this one is up so much earlier than usual. The previous post got published really late because of certain people I live with and their desire to be prepared for work.
I really miss Mickey and Courtney being gainfully employed. Back in the glory days of yore (about a month ago) I could count on having a couple of blog comments in my e-mail box by 10 a.m. Since they've both entered the realm of semi or complete unemployment in recent weeks, my early morning comment stream has almost entirely dried up. I'm imagining them still in bed at that time of day, surrounded by piles of empty beer cans and Doritos bags, dreaming of fried chicken and swimming in a public pool in cut off jean shorts.
Unfortunately, I don't have a lot of backup commenters. Sid sometimes fills in with her strange middle of the night comments (although if you realize that South Africa is several hours ahead of the eastern United States, it's really not strange at all). New commenter Justins (how many of them are there, anyway?) would have to post before they even woke up for work given their West Coast time zone, so I can't really fault them there. Julie (no link because she's too lazy to blog) only checks in on old blog posts twice a month and leaves a plethora of comments that most of you never even see. She usually does this in the evenings or on weekends so she's no help. Sure, there's always Chris and Meaghan, but they're inconsistent. In fact, I think their whole pregnancy thing is just an elaborate excuse to comment more infrequently here. Losers.
Honestly, I'm not a comment whore like Mickey, but I really do miss having at least two a day before the kids showed up after my first period planning. It feels kind of lonely listening to archived This American Life Shows and a growing stack of ungraded papers.