I just awoke from an unexpected nap and still feel disoriented.  I was reading the newspaper around 5:00 p.m., and the next thing I knew, it was 9:00 p.m.  I wasn't sure if it was the next morning or the middle of the night.  (begin humming the theme from Twilight Zone)

 Today was good.  I evaluated an 11-year-old girl (5th grade) who was into Pokemon more than anyone I know.  She was rattling off the names of each character as if she was naming brothers and sisters, and explaining the powers of each.  It was fascinating.  As she was talking, I realized that I miss feeling passionate about something.  When I was in the 5th grade, I was a New York Yankees fan.  I sent a letter to the manager, and and got an "autographed" picture of the whole team.  I got interested in angels, travel, hiking, herbs, canning, and sailing in the more recent past.  But, at the moment, I don't have that Pokemon feeling.  I need one.