On this restless night before the final leg on my Knoxville tour ends, I wait to get tired enough to sleep. A melancholic, moonshine mood I am in. I hate the instance right before traveling, though I like traveling itself. I realize I am several weeks behind in my blogs and now is as good a time as any to get some updates going (several post-date entries coming within the weekend).
I try to sleep by turning myself into a Vulcan. Like I said, I'm in a strange mood and something to lull me into a mild coma.
May I present Nel'Borat the Vulcan:
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