I'm giving this queue thing a try. 

It's very late on Monday or early on Tuesday, and I'm as awake as I can possibly be. I cleaned the kitchen in an attempt to tire myself out. It didn't work. 

dark night of the soul confession: I think Bill Hader is funny, but the Stefon routine isn't as funny as NBC would have us believe. 

I kind of want to make out with him doing his Julian Assange (which in no way resembles Julian Assange) thing, though. 

I like Stefon. I swear that I've been to half the clubs he describes (The Absinthe Drinkers experience was one giant Stefon joke). I love that he and Seth Meyers had that wild love that was more than a love. 

But I really don't like "midget" jokes. Also, if you watch enough of the Stefon routine, it's pretty transparently a Mad Lib. 

On the other hand, I'm glad that New York nightlife knows it's jumped its own shark (I suspect that happened in 1928 when Arturo Finzarelli and his lovely wives, Laverne and Shirley, powered his Henderson Deluxe over the giant tank at Big Al's Aquarium Of Wonders in Coney Island). 

I'm going to have to just power through and reset my diurnal* clock the hard way tomorrow. 

*things that sound dirty but aren't