Sorry for the long lag in posting. March is like a marathon, I can only wonder what horrors April will hold. I thought I'd have time to post something over Spring Break, but Spring Break went like this: wander about aimless for 2 days not knowing what to do with self, 1 day on enjoying a vacation, and 2 days of jumping back into the old routine so that homework is finished on time. (It's those Daoist texts, I tell you! They're like word vampires that feed off my precious time.)
Anyway, I am finally getting around to posting. And it's a funny story, so you should read it and maybe comment on it, eh? Paul, as those of you who have lived with him know, is a heavy sleeper. He is such a heavy sleeper that no matter what he is doing or saying, he is asleep if his eyes aren't open for more than 10 seconds. It's the saying that's really tricky. Usually, he can carry on a pretty coherent conversation. But Wednesday, he slipped up. Below is an actual, word-for-word account of a conversation I had with a sleeping Paul.
[Setting: Living room, on our awesome futon sofa]
Me (shaking Paul after he fell asleep during House Hunters): Hey, I think I'll sleep out here on the couch.
Paul: I'm glad you got the den on house #2 that you wanted.
Me: Um, okay. (Pause) Where's the cell phone? I should set the alarm.
Paul: (No response)
Me (shaking Paul again): Where's the cell phone? I need set the alarm.
Paul: What are you going to use for a defense?
Me (giving up on really waking him up): Oh, the usual.
Paul: No, really. Tell me. I want to know.
Me: Uh, knights?
Paul (smiling): Tee hee.
2 comments:
:D Oh, sleep conversations can get so classic... :)
Yeah, well, that's what you get for marrying a Muhlestein. Your father-in-law is also a sleep walker. One time he almost carried Uncle Brent out the window because he was dreaming that they were going to be crushed in a car.
So Paul's conversation abilities come naturally. I've had similar ones with your cousin Sara. For example, a couple of nights ago we had this:
Sara: I want the blue one.
Me: Ok. You can have the blue one. But what is the blue one.
Sara: That one. That's the blue one.
Me: Ok, let me get it for you.
Sara: You can't get it. You can't reach.
Me: Ok, I'll ask Aunt Ginny to get it.
Sara: She's frozen, you know that.
Me: Why is she frozen?
Sara: Because the skeletons got to her.
Me: Ok. But you still want the blue one.
Sara: No, I want the skeletons to go away.
Me: Ok.
Sara: snore
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