I came home last night from a long week. Ate dinner. Turned on the TV. Just to watch the news. The voice in my head said, “Enjoy a show.” I ended up watching four hours of British detective stories. I could have written some really bad stuff in those four hours. And felt rejuvenated. Instead I was sucked dry.
Iguana brain won.
Calvin says, “Hey, you had me on your lap for four hours. I was after that iguana.” 
Calvin & Bloggie 