My husband is such a party pooper. How dare he complain because I won't turn off the light! I'm trying to read, Mark. I can't see in the dark. I'm super but lack super powers. Pfft. Adults and their day jobs! Okaaaay. Switching to my Kindle. I hate being asked if I'm finished reading. No! I wasnt. But tomorrow night, Mr. Grumpy here next to me is sleeping with an eye mask. Is that too much to ask?