Okay.  I really have nothing.  Really.  Zero idea what I want to write.

More importantly, the mechanism in my head that usually toys around with ideas isn’t toying.  I’m not sure how to turn it back on.  I should maybe try hitting myself over the head with things.  Or my old standby of banging my head on my desk.

There’s a chance something will come along in the next two days.  But I get the feeling that it’s going to be a bang-my-head-on-my-desk sort of weekend.

I should buy some Advil.