Chili was served.

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I ended up not taking a nap. Which is good, I might get to sleep a bit earlier. Instead I got on that chili. I was being careful while spicing. And, for my part, hit the target. It is what I would label as mild. Now, if hot peppers are totally foreign to your diet you might well choke on it. The way I do it, the heat doesn't hit you until it's way too late. Still, perhaps the neighbors would like a half gallon of it, or a little more.

It's just past midnight. If I can catch the dreamcaster's boat before long perhaps I can be up and at it early tomorrow. It's always a bit rocky when changing sleep times. The weather might help. I need to get in and take my friend out. Then again, I am not sure what this wind might bring with it. It almost sounds and feels as if snow or rain could be coming in on this.

Okies, good night. That chili is putting me down as good as a wrestler using a sleeper hold.