That Darned Sandman

Okay - who's got that darned sandman this time? He's missing in action at my house again, and that makes about the 5th time in 2 weeks that he hasn't shown up. Here I sit, 6am, and he is nowhere to be found. If things go as they have been in the last couple of weeks, he'll send some crummy little buddy of his from the cement union around sometime this morning who will sneak up behind me and throw big globs of cement in my eyes and knock me out for the entire day. Sometime around 6pm I'll wake up to the mother-in-law sqwuaking at me. (dangit- I don't know how to spell that thing she does, but it's irritating) Pam - you got him tied up at your house? Spiz - it's you, right? I'll give you half your blankie back if you'll just let him come see me, okay? No, wait...maybe it's Dayna or Maggie. Colina, help me out here. Somebody's gotta know where he's at. The sandman is sooooo not on my Christmas card list this year !!!