Owl Call You Later

Sometimes the weekend slips by just like those sands in the hourglass and you're left looking at the empty bulb wishing someone would turn it over just again.  A few more hours would be nice.

Sometimes you get a case of the Sundays where Lucinda's song plays in your head on repeat.

Sometimes you cook your cheesecake on the wrong temperature so it tastes perfectly fine (excluding that ring of fire charred around the edges).

On those nights before chasing sleep, you need David Sedaris talking about a stuffed owl.  You need to know about a taxidermist who says,

"What we've done," he boasted, "is stretch a chicken over an owl form."

It's a read I highly recommend, and I think it works just fine for Monday.