Thought of the Day – 5/31/2014 – Kid Math

Question:  If I have two kids asleep, and can get the third one asleep, how many people will be sleeping?

Answer:  Four.

Daddy gets to nap too.

Night night

Thought of the Day – 3/11/2013 (Save the Daylight!)

From time to time, I like to take a contrarian view just for the sake of being contrarian.  This is not one of those times.

I think Daylight Savings Time should be kept.

Not because I like the bi-annual impact on my sleep cycle, but because of the impact it has on everybody else.

In today’s mega polarized, hyper-partisan world, we should embrace anything that we all agree on – even if we all agree that we hate it.

The Party of the Year

I just attended a very exclusive, V.I.P.-only*, late night blowout party.

Even though I’m 15 years removed from college, it is refreshing to see that some things never change in the after-hours party scene:
Party All Night (Sleep All Day)

  • The lighting was dim.
  • There was talk of getting out a bottle of the good stuff.
  • Some of the other guests were already cashed out for the night.
  • The odds are good that somebody will lose their pants.
  • I caught myself looking a clock, wondering “what am I doing up at this hour?”.
  • At one point, that guy who doesn’t say much was staggering around in circles.
  • A foul smell and/or a mysterious wet patch was discovered.
  • Which led to finding some nasty mess that needed to be cleaned up ASAP.
  • You end up slowly rocking back and forth with a little cutie in  your arms.
  • The success or failure of your night is determined by what time you go to bed.

There were a couple of notable differences between tonight’s blowout bash and the ones I attended in my college days.  Specifically, tonight it was just me and my 10 month old son.  He had pooped out of his jammies, so I got to clean him up, change him, put a new sheet on the crib, and get him back to sleep before I could consider going to bed.

*Yep, “V.I.P.” stood for Very Important Parent.  Sneaky little bugger, aren’t I?  I’m pretty damn clever at 1:30 am.

As I held my boy and started to rock him back to sleep, he looked right at me with his big brown inquisitive eyes.  I was a little afraid that the clean-up process had woken him up, and I was going to have to launch the 14-step “Get Baby To Sleep” battle plan.

Instead, he laid his head down on my shoulder, and did one of my absolute favorite things:  he exhaled and sank his body onto me, half hugging me, and half falling asleep in my arms.

And I knew this party beat all of the parties I attended back in college – even if I did get poop on my fingers.

The Greatest Thing I Ever Wrote

A lot of my writing for this site occurs at night.  This is primarily due to the following reasons:

  1. I’d rather sleep than get up early.
  2. My employer prefers my writing be about things related to my job – most of which do not make for very interesting blog posts.
  3. I usually do not have a lot of free time in the evenings until my daughter goes to bed and my wife settles in on the couch with a cop show (Law & Order, CSI, etc.)

For the most part, this arrangement works pretty well.  I’m able to get my random collection of thoughts, ideas, and Husker opinions out of my head, and still get a decent night’s sleep.

Unfortunately, it doesn’t always work like that.

A week or so ago, I was working on a new post*.  I was getting sleepy, but I wanted to push on and get to a good stopping point, knowing that I could always revise it later on.

Two hours later, I woke up.  In the chair, laptop still on my lap.  Hands in the standard home row position.  I had dozed off.

*I’m not going to say which post was so dry it put the author to sleep, but there will definitely be some heavy revisions before it sees the light of day.

It turns out that while I was sleeping, my fingers had continued to type.  A lot.

So what did I write?  Well, I initially tried to copy that text and paste it into a new post to write this, but there was so much text (and so few spaces) that I was receiving all sorts of weird WordPress errors* when I tried to edit it.

*That’s right.  WordPress likes to brag about how many bloggers (431,761), posts (919,743), and words (199,186,566) are on the site each day.  But it was my writing that caused WordPress to crash.  Time to update the resume!

After a week of the site running very, very slowly for me, I was finally able to open the original post and cut out the offending stuff.  Out of curiosity, I pasted those into Word.  Here is a quick recap of what I sleep-typed:

s  (2,350 times)
v  (5,300 times)
v  (120 times)
k  (40 times)
b  (325 times)
g  (21,215 times)
f  (55,250 times)

Maybe it is time to start working on the writing over lunch…


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