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The brain dead one here

February 10th, 2015 ·No Comments

It’s like this: I felt a bit of pressure in my sinuses this afternoon so I thought I’d just lie down and tilt my head a certain way. I fell into a nap; I don’t think that’s a widely used idiom, but if you can fall into a deep sleep, why not a nap? Then I woke up and thought, Oh my dear goodness (or something of that ilk), how am I ever going to get to sleep tonight?

So I read a book, did a couple of Sudoku’s, laughed at the thought of housework and took part in a Words with Friends game. I have been told, by the way, that since I only play with one person, my game is Word with Friend, but that’s a technicality and like Rhett, I don’t give a damn.

Later, I found my mind becoming befuddled as I tried to think of words my letters could make and I decided it would be wiser to wait until the morning to continue. I was feeling drowsy and I lay down in my jammies. That’s what I did – I lay there. After a while it occurred to me that my befuddledment was perhaps somewhat akin to being tipsy and having a craving for silly jokes and bad puns.

That brings us to now. It is difficult to have a Gatsby party for one and herbal tea doesn’t usually flow from a fountain. And it definitely has NO BUBBLES. I suppose I will have to tell myself a bedtime story about 90 people – electricians, plumbers, carpenters and maids come in and, after sending me to hotel room with a mini-fridge, redo my house overnight. Kind of the way workmen swarmed over the heavily damaged Yorktown in WWII to get it back in service 72 hours after it arrived at Pearl Harbor.

Oh, and gardeners with floodlights, and, hey, I’ll let them work on through the day tomorrow. It is such a nice little fairy tale.

Well:

Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take.

I think there is a new version now that deals with morning light, but this is the first one I learned, just like I learned the words to Jesus Loves Me in Sunday School before I was old enough for real school. I say I learned the words, because everyone knows I could never learn the tune.

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