You wake up in the morning, you don’t know where you are, or what day it is. You hope you didn’t do anything stupid the night before. . . This is how I felt this morning with my phone and my snooze alarm going off at the same time. I am in a horrible allergy haze and feel disoriented from my late night of printmaking last night, preceded by my lack of sleep the night before last. Fortunately I documented last night’s efforts, so I have proof of my actions. . .