Last night, powered by a mediocre under-desk nap, I was ready for a nap.  I got out of work early and was ready to power down into the covers.  Unfortunately, my tire decided to flatten, and after switching it out with the donut, driving home, patching it and switching it out again, I wasn’t tired.  Eventually, though, I fell asleep.  Around 9.  I was reading GiJoe 51, and about two pages in, I collapsed.  When I woke, sometime in the middle of the night, I couldn’t find my glasses.  I’m not sure how, but they ended up stuck between my shoulderblades.  I was on my stomach.  They were on my back.  Weird.