When I was a much younger man, I went on a family vacation to Worlds of Fun. It was maybe the first or second time I’d been there and it was mostly as advertised. Then again, I was 15 going on 16 at the time—an age more or less squarely in their target demographic. The important thing, however, is that I was a skeeball aficionado. I parlayed a few dollars in tokens into a stuffed dolphin which, being a boy without a girl, I gave to my sister.

On the 4 hour car ride home I fell asleep resting my head on the dolphin which was perched on my shoulder. My sister fell asleep leaning again me (small car). And thus the dolphin was christened “Tired.”

After closing the desk down at midnight last night and returning to open this morning at 6:30 I am in need of some Tired therapy.