I am not in a habit of taking pictures of myself naked but I wanted to see the painful bruise on my western ass, so I sicced a flashbulb on it. I don’t know where or how it hit but I leapt from bed at 5:26am to confront an intruder, punching and strangling and falling on my half-conscious knee and face and ass. There was no intruder but I can still see her profile. Her shadow but not her face. It was when she touched the tip of my left little finger that I went after her. I landed on the floor with a stupid thud, awaking Connecticut and Arizona. I hope tonight’s hour-advanced sleep is more peaceful . . . Which for some reason reminds me of the hapless cheeseburger dude in college.