January 26, 2005

Damn You, John Cusak!

I was all prepared to write a searingly insightful blog entry today, but ended up getting one of the worst night's sleep EVER.

Why?

Because I had this dream where I was a stagehand for Saturday Night Live, and John Cusak was hosting. Normally, this would be very cool, as I have been a Cusak fan since 16 Candles. However, for some bizarre reason the dream-Cusak had decided that he would only host SNL if he were naked.

As you may imagine, this caused a dilemma for yours truly, the only stagehand available. I spent the entirety of the dream pushing desks, sofas, chairs and other handy pieces of furniture in front of the naked Cusak's naughty bits. And I woke up as exhausted as though I actually HAD been performing FCC-mandated physical labor.

Damn you, John Cusak, naked SNL host of Dooooooommmmm!

Posted by Big Arm Woman at January 26, 2005 01:52 PM
Comments

You moved furniture to *cover* his naughty bits? Huh? I'm confused...

Posted by: Emily at January 26, 2005 04:02 PM

If I wake up, I get up. There's no reason not to start the day at midnight, if that's where the body clock wants it. If it changes its mind, go back to bed.

There's actually an interval of consecutive hours from midnight to dawn where you can do ordinary stuff. The night is made present, but it only seems magical to people who are in bed.

Posted by: Ron Hardin at January 26, 2005 06:58 PM

A naked John Cusak, and you were ARRANGING FURNITURE in strategic locales? Your somnolent priorities are askew, my dear. ;)

Posted by: Sally at January 27, 2005 12:39 PM

mmmmm....delicious! Did he hold a boombox strategically?

Posted by: Belle at January 27, 2005 02:33 PM

Sally and Emily -

I blame the FCC. They control me in my sleep now...

Belle -

No, I was the one holding the boombox strategically.

Posted by: BAW at January 27, 2005 03:38 PM