Have you ever BBQed a tri-tip at 6 in the morning?

I have! Due to my jammed-up sleeping schedule, 6am is lunchtime.

I slept from 4pm to midnight yesterday. At midnight I woke up, feeling quite refreshed and rested. I got cleaned up and ran some errands. I was tempted to go out boozing, but decided against it. I need to dry out for a few days.

First I went to Safeway to buy some grub. If you’re ever up at this time of night you might notice that the air has a different feel. There is a different vibe to the Earth.

You see, during the day the normal people are out. The 9 to 5ers, the soccer moms, the schoolkids–people who sleep at night. There is a hustle and bustle during daylight hours, as good Americans rush around during their lunch hours or after work to get things done. They tap their feet while standing in line, glancing at their watches, thinking about all the things they need to accomplish before bedtime.

The after midnight crowd is a different breed. People up and around at this time of night come from a different cut. Drunks, drug-addicts, vampires, and insomniacs are the ones out and about well after the sun goes down. I am one of these people, the misfits. I accept this.

Tonight at Safeway I was standing in the checkout line. There were two shady looking characters in front of me buying booze. The attractive woman punching keys on the register, upon closer examination, had a fat knot of tobacco in her bottom lip. I was all dressed in black–hacker shirt and black shorts with black low-top Cons. What a sight the four of us together might seem to the normals…

It was nice to shop alone for once. I zipped up and down the isles, finishing my shopping in record time. While driving home I enjoyed the cool night air. It’s noticable cooler than in the daytime, which is also nice. Temperatures during the day are nearing 100F lately. Summer has definitely come to the California Valley.

So anyway, I’m wondering what to do with the rest of my day. I could probably make it to about 9pm tonight before passing out. Maybe I’ll do some fishing this afternoon. I haven’t shot my pistols in a month or so, maybe I’ll go do that when it gets too hot down here.

Time to flip my steak.