Consequently, if you wake me at some unruly hour like 6ish, I am apt to do one of three things:
- Try and make a mental note to write you out of the will and doze back off.
- Take a defensive posture and brandish any weapon that comes to hand. That's why I drink from aluminum cans and don't sleep near sports equipment.
- I will look you in the eye and tell you anything you want to hear with such coherent clarity that you could swear I was really going to give you the new car and the six-foot check for ass loads of money.
And the funny thing is, it is only my reptile brain functioning. I'm on autopilot and I will have no recollection of this ever transpiring later. Flannery and I have had long conversations where I have told her complicated instructions, promised to do things, and generally acted as if I were "with it" only to forget everything as soon as my head strikes a pillow.
I'm goofy that way. That's why Flannery refers to that guy as Evil Doc.
Doc.....at least I think so.
**Author's Note** Today is the first day of Fall and the Autumnal Equinox occurs today. Southern Hemisphere, enjoy summer. We did.