Don't get me wrong. I get lots of sleep .... when I go out to dinner with my wife, in the middle of a very important meeting and sometimes on my commute to St. Pete from Tampa. But ... those are really power naps. Solid hours of sleep can easily come from watching a movie, sitting in front of the TV or attending any of the three dozen variations of Cirque du Soleil.
I remember a trip we took with the brothers-in-law to Vegas (of course). We were told (by the sisters) that we had tickets to see a Cirque performance at one of the hotels. It had something to do with water or clowns or a moving floor or little Japanese acrobats ... God only knows ... all I know is that I was the first one snoring.
The guard swooped in and grabbed a camera from the man who was sitting right behind me. "Sir ... there is no flash photography during the performance. The performers could suffer serious accidents."
Wow ... I guess there is more to flying in on silk handkerchiefs than I thought.
You see ... these are the things that keep me up at night. That ... and depressing things like what is the meaning of life, what is life, who is really living in my body ... how much longer do I have to think about stupid stuff like this? You do too, huh? It must be something about the dark stillness in the middle of the night when it's just you and your thoughts and ...
"Joel ... shut off the damned computer." Ahhh ... Debbie's awake. Now I can finally get some sleep.