As I write this at 5:23 a.m. Tuesday, there’s a bird outside my window that is chirping to beat the band — chirp, chirp, chirp — driving me crazier than I already am.It stopped. Thank you. Now he/she is back — chirp, chirp, chirp.Silence. Wait for it – chirp, chirp, chirp. My brain, ready to implode. Need more coffee and time to turn up the music on my Mac – Rolling Stones’ “Gimme Shelter,” the killer song about the Nam war, which will drown out the sound: “Ooh, a storm is threatening “My very life today “If I don't get ...