It occurs to me that some women, some people, would spend their morning differently. I am sitting on the shore of lake michigan, it is absolutely gorgeous, maybe 80 degrees and not humid. There are walking trails, bikes to rent, a gym, a swimming pool, and all sorts of people to get to know. What have I chosen to do, you may wonder. Well, I've got a screwdriver, a glass of water, a book and a lawn chair. I am actively soaking up the sun, rotting my brain with crap literature and drinking before noon.