5/7/06
We're back in Brooklyn, NY and COULD NOT be happier. The weather here is astounding and a quick jaunt through Prospect Park and 7th Avenue with Lucy answered many soul questions I didn't know were being asked.
I could go on and on, but here's the deal: on the plane flight out here, just before takeoff, I took a Xanax pill and washed it back with some crappy champagne they were offering. Usually I can get 2-3 decent hours of sleep out of such a medicinal treatment, but - as of this morning, I slept thirty-one out of thirty-six hours. Unbelievable. I fell asleep mid-sentence while talking to my wife last night.
Tessa says it's because I've been running and lost a bunch of weight and my body mass is different. I say the flight attendants were giving away free champagne because it had unprocessed heroin in it.
Either way, I have been floating in a dreamscape and not exactly the most Johnny-on-the-spot father and husband. I feel like I need to go out and hunt bison for my family to make up for it. So that's what I'm doing instead of writing a blog. See you when I've got some meat!
Dang! 31 out of 36 hours? Impressive! I don't think I could ever come close to that, even after a week of finals. Although I did fall asleep in mid-sentence once... at dinner... in public. That was a weird day. Moving on...
Enjoy your time back in NY!
Dear Rip Van Winkle: Wow!
I once took Xanax before and on a flight from Boston-LA-SFO. (I am a terrible phobic flyer who experiences nonstop panic attacks in the air.) Hubby and I got safely to SF, checked into our hotel on Bush St., and went out for dinner. Spent $100 at a great restaurant, and that was in 1986 dollars!
The next day I could not remember ONE DETAIL of the meal, which my husband assured me was delicious. Total blackout! What a waste. Sigh.
Watch out for the big one (assuming you're talking about the zoo). He's meaner than he looks. I suggest the wildebeest. I think they've got 'em on drugs.
well, here's something to pass the time while we wait for ian to rock the blog:
www.myspace.com/thelatenightdates
it's one of my latest and greatest faves...
Good Lord! What was the dose of the Xanax?
Now you know why they say don't mix those drugs with alcohol.
dude, this is my first time touching a computer in 32 days, and yours is the first site i'm checking -- even before my gmail account. be honored! :) i've missed the unfailingly unpredictable badinage of the xtcian crowd.
congrats on lil lucy taking her first steps! a lot changes in 32 days in the life of a baby -- i mean, toddler. 'baby' no longer applies to lucy! time to start some serious 'toddle-proofing' of the blake-williams domiciles...