03:45. The quiet hour when deer freely roam NW 48th street, normally an avenue busy enough to repel deer for hundreds, if not thousands of decimeters around. Working at oddball hours is murder on sleeping habits, but sure provides for interesting experiences. Sure, it would have been more interesting if I would have hit the deer or its mate (or both!), but dealing with insurance companies is always such a drag. I really do need to acquire a smaller digital camera so that I can tote it all times, as capturing such moments as this with pictures adds what my skill with words can not. Or, since Nextel now has camera-phones, perhaps I should strike a happy medium and go back to my combination device days.