The 'wack Off
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
  Some people wake up in tubs missing their kidneys...
...others wake up in the middle of a diner with no idea how they got there. My girlfriend, her sister (and her 3 month old baby boy), and yours truly went out to lunch this afternoon. The baby arrived sleeping and slept until the check arrived. It was a nice and peaceful lunch (he woke up last time and it wasn't nearly as peaceful), but I couldn't help but wonder what was running through the kids mind after he woke up. He probably fell asleep at home in familiar surroundings only to wake up in a crowded diner with his mother motioning for the check.

I guess I'm kind of jealous. Wouldn't it be neat to just wake up in the middle of a flea market or maybe even a 7-11 once in a while? I'm sick of waking up where I go to bed. It's just not random enough for me.....

...purple monkey donkey balls.
 
Comments:
Lack of sleep will do you wonders. I was surviving off of 10 hours sleep for a 72 hour period - pilgrimage to Laguna Seca. When I woke up from my short "naps" at night, I had no idea where the hell I was. Upon return, even my own bedroom seemed foreign that first morning.

So, yeah -- drink lots of Redbull and vodka, wolf down some Powerbars, and drive 350 miles every-other-day. That'll mess with your psyche!
 
Mostly you wish that when you woke up, someone would be pushing boobies in your mouth to shut you up before you get too awake.
 
Well, eingy, I think THAT'S the American Dream. That and blowing up foreign, dust covered lands.
 
"Hai YA!"
 
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