2  We've gone there already but Mondays we expect to fly under the radar and duck and cover, but Tuesdays sometimes hit us like a thunderclap.

3  It doesn't much matter right now because it is actually a minute past midnight on what I still consider to be Sunday night. I just finished Monday's DN, which I began on Sunday morning at around 4 a.m.

4  It's a completely new approach to the DN, keeping it fresh and alive!

5  You see, the new job involves awakening each day at around 5 to 5:30 a.m. and really not much time during the day to compose the DN. This took me about six months really to understand, but that little bit of earlier each day began to take its toll.

6  Most days find me falling off somewhere around 3 p.m. and really dragging between the hours of 3 and 6.

7  I'm pouring yet more air out of a Dixie cup, but the point is that the DN began to suffer. I kept falling asleep at the keys, but for some reason, something just drives this stuff.

8  Pictures have been a large part of the DN in the past year or so. I absolutely LOVE looking for goofy pictures because they add so much fun to all of this.

9  That search can take hours sometimes. Sometimes this thing goes up in around a minute, and other times it takes all evening.

10  This new approach is fun, because in general, it's happening during moments when I am fresh and alive, and ready to pound my chest.

11  I did that around twenty minutes ago and a ref began counting.

12  But I got in the corner of the ring and clicked my gloves a few times.

13  A little chocolate and cafe helps also.

14  Anyone notice a little spring in the air these days?

15  I'm still trying to get back the last three weeks of last summer when I suddenly  decided to change my entire life.

16  No regrets.

17  But Sunday I found myself already buying flowers, chlorine, looking at garden sets, and smelling jasmine. I love the Spring.

18  March came in a bit like a lamb this year.

19  I fully expect a lion as the madness pushes its way across the sky.

20  But now when I look at the sky, I am beginning to see dreams coming through those clouds. I'm hoping that is happening to you too.

21  Moving on: A friend of mine just passed away. Actually a friend of my sister Linda's. But she was and is a friend of everyone she meets. Or met. I prefer meets. She's probably meeting people right now and making them all smile.

23  She was wonderful. She still is. Her name is Mary. She was a part of our huge spirit team in high school. Vivacious, positive and fun, and always there for everybody. I remember her senior year like it was yesterday.

24  I found that out on Sunday night. Once again time grabs you by the wrist.