This is the first time in a long time I have felt refreshed on a Sunday morning without a cup of coffee to get me going, and I have nothing to say. I could talk about many topics, and I probably will. Read on, oh reader.

It's not that things aren't happening, but I feel ill informed or uninterested to comment on them. I guess that doesn't stop other people from blathering on, so I'll give it a try.

First there's Haiti. Everyone knows about the tragedy of the massive earthquake on a poor Caribbean island, practically destroying the capital. Everyone is saying GIVE. I don't know why this turns me off. What will ten dollars added to people's cell phone bills do for the people of Haiti? It seems more like cell phone companies and the Red Cross will profit from a natural disaster more than the victims. The only people who went back to New Orleans after Katrina were the people who could afford to do so. The true victims are still scattered across the country, including Albuquerque. Where did the ten dollars go to back then? No one knows and the money is gone.

Then there's late night talk shows. I used to watch them on a regular basis. I watched David Letterman with a passion during my college days, when I would stay up late for no good reason. Now, I rarely watch any late night TV. Apparently, NBC wants to put Jay Leno back on late night TV since his prime time stint was lame. Honestly, who wants to see monologues and silly skits without interviewing the stars in between? Conan O'Brien seems to be odd man out, even though he was hand picked to assume the Tonight Show duties a few short months ago. I haven't really watched the Tonight Show since Johnny Carson ruled, so I don't know how I should react. If you stick around long enough, all your favorite TV shows will die. I'm still holding out hope for the Simpsons lasting the rest of my life.

My fiancee ordered her wedding dress from one company and her veil from another. The dress was available and ready in two weeks. The veil took more than five months, and when it finally arrived, she discovered that they ordered the wrong veil. For something that you put half the money down when you order it, you would think they could at least order the correct item. This would not happen to most men. They would not order anything they couldn't have a week later, and they certainly wouldn't tolerate incompetence like that, especially with a down payment. As a result, my fiancee is going to get her money back and order a veil from the place where she got her dress. It amazes me how scattered employees can be even in this economy. How do they get and keep these jobs when they screw up this bad?

I was going to go to work on Friday. Really, I was. It was a bad week in the cab, but that didn't mean I could have a two day work week in the cab like my bachelor days. The days are twelve hours long, so three shifts make it full time-ish. But for some reason, my alarm didn't go off, and I didn't wake up until almost six. Normally I rise, stumble and shine at 4:15 a.m. I would have already lost out on almost two hours of rides, and when things aren't going well, you need everyone of them you can get. I chose to sleep for another hour and a half and call it a vacation day. I spent the day at home with the family, and no one complained. Sometimes, rest and family time beats making a little bit of money. If it happens again, though, I'm going to have to get a new alarm clock.

I have this funny feeling that I'm missing something. Like something important is going on that should require my attention or comments, but I can't figure it out. Natural disasters & scandal & incompetence & machine malfunctions are still rampant, but they don't seem like signs telling me what to do. Just pieces of jigsaw puzzle that don't go together.

Kind of like this column. Let's just put this scattered puzzle away.

Chris Jungle is either ambling or bumbling along.