Tonight I had a burger and two glasses of wine. It was a merlot, which is not a grape I like very much, and it was the worst $20 bottle of wine I’ve ever tasted. I mean it wasn’t good. But I drank two glasses of it. Oh, me.
So anyway, this wine didn’t agree with my brain because even despite the water I drank, I woke up with a headache at 2AM and I haven’t been able to sleep since then. The usual remedies have failed me tonight.
In the three hours I spent trying to get back to sleep–perhaps “hoping” is a better word for it–I had some interesting thoughts. Like Michael Barrish, I like finding my thoughts interesting. Here:
- It’s nice to have the smell of new furniture in my nose as I lie here.
- Why is there a gap in the fossil record?
- What would it be like to have tastebuds in my brain?
- I really hope God fills in that gap in the fossil record or at least explains it in such a way that makes Christian fundamentalists have to believe that the planet is billions of years old.
- It would be nice to have someone asleep next to me but I would hate to wake them up with my tossing and thrashing.
- That was really bad wine.
- Maybe if I’d had two burgers I would have slept better.
- I’m not sleeping.
- I’m going to blog this.
As I wrote the third item, my headache subsided. How can that be?