Bagman is bright eyed and bushy tailed and Butler is efficiently alert.
BAGMAN: "Hey, Dude! Working together again!! This will be great. I've got some great ideas for a really funny post!"
BUTLER (saluting smartly): "I've been thinking of how you might alter your masthead picture."
I just stand there swaying, with all of the pixels in my body sagging, and mutter, "I'm sorry guys but this morning I only have time to upload pictures. I don't even have time to fiddle with my picture at the top."
BAGMAN (irritably): "You're such a wuss!"
"It's already 4:10 a.m.," I say. "Let's just get some pictures up and plan for being funny next week." I slump down at my desk and try to focus on the screen. There were some archive pictures I found during a few stolen moments earlier in the week.
Charleston Re-enactor wheels
Wheels for waking up
My favorite wheel
My favorite wheel in action
Big wheel or small man?
A little too big to reach the peddles
Posting the bicycle shot, I feel kind of confused. "Hey, guys," I ask, "Was this the one I shot through plastic windows at the market or are my eyes just getting bleary?"
There is no response. Bagman and Butler have given up on me again. Butler is at his desk reading Emily Post's Book of Etiquette and Bagman is in the corner...well, let's just say that Bagman is in the corner and leave it at that.
While I am waiting for an answer, I lay my head down on my desk.