dreaming@echonyc.com

fact is i just don't sleep right. on any given day i am:

a) ready for bed at 9 o'clock
b) up in the middle of the night
c) wide awake at 5
d) some combination of the above -- the variety-pak^TM

this morning it was option c). terrible anxiety, couldn't go back to sleep, so i got up, drank a cup of breakast, screwed around on the internet for about an hour, and finished quilting my current project. i am still anxious, but then i haven't felt otherwise for about, oh, three months now, so it's about as normal as anything at this point.

i think i'm not getting enough vigorous physical activity. i was watching the rodeo last night on tv (fun fact about me: did you know i love rodeo?) and it occurred to me that maybe we should buy a steer for me to wrestle, so i could get good and exhausted. he would fit comfortably in the unused garage bay, and i'm pretty sure i could teach him tricks. i think i shall name him chuck.

and, you know, it occurs to me that rodeo would a pretty good way to earn some extra cash. i could rent out chuck to be wrestled on the professional circuit, and there's money in that. but even better, i was thinking we could develop a sophisticated system of signals. that way, when chuck was getting wrestled at the national finals rodeo in las vegas (hey, an excuse to go to las vegas!) i could lay bets and then signal chuck to behave appropriately. big money there. "$100 says that this cowboy dislocates his shoulder. c'mon, chuck, mama needs a new pair of shoes."

then again, maybe lack of sleep has finally caused me to hallucinate. what do you think?