This morning (technically yesterday morning now, for the pedantic like yours truly), I woke up feeling like someone had filled my head with peanut butter and cement. More so than usual, that is. So I stayed home sick and ended up sleeping for several more hours . . . I’m feeling a little better now, but even if I wasn’t I’d have to make it to work in the morning — we’re recording Common Sense starting at 8:30 a.m.

And while Justin at least gets to be optimistic about the prospect of work being canceled in the morning, I doubt there’s much chance of that for me. So I’ll hopefully manage to fall asleep not too long after Letterman ends tonight, but my track record for the past few days doesn’t make tonight’s planned bedtime look realistically imminent . . .

In other news, I’m looking forward to seeing The Seldom Seniors (a few of the founding members of The Seldom Scene) tomorrow night at the Birchmere, and seeing “I Am Jane” Saturday night at the Washington D.C. Temple Visitors Center. Should be a good weekend.