I had gone to bed sort of late the night before, and so my brain must have been really out of it by the time I started dreaming at 5:40 ish AM. In my dream dad was doing his level best to wake me up, and he finally pulled it off. I awoke and all I could hear was my brain screaming "psyche!" and cackling at me.
On that note, family/party gets in Friday.
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ha ha funny. But how did you know that your dad was doing all that unless you were awake?
what happens is you wake up either with coffee all over the place, or because there is a hot coffee mug searing a ring into the surface of your forehead. You wake up to feel your self momentarily jolted off of your bed and see dad waving a hammer at you. You don't need to be awake for all of it to know what happened.
The coffee/hammer combo sounds cool. does it work, what with the potential for a coffee ring burn and blunt force trauma?
Dang! I spose this means I've missed your family!!!! How long are they gonna be in Lafayette?
Wait, never mind. They're gonna be in church next Sunday then, right?
yes, both the coffee and the hammer do the trick. It really does work, its quite odd. I'll be sleepy for the next few hours, but it does get me up. fast.
You have not missed my family, they may be in church next sunday, if they are awake enough to get there.
In my defense (as Graham's dad), I will say that my methods were driven by desperation - Graham doesn't wake up unless there is some sort of drama, and not always then!
as if it was about the drama...
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