Today we’re headed to the naming ceremony and accompanying tea and cakefest for my second nephew, Viggo. Many congratulations and respectful tips of the titular hat to the parents who are doing a spectacular job under challenging circumstances. I mean, they’re doing a spectacular job even if they were doing it under easy circumstances, but considering the work involved … well anyway. They’re champs. I word good.
Big brother Lucas “Walder” Palokas is as proud as a big brother can be, and clearly dotes on his little bro. It’s nice to see.
I reiterate my determination to never again spend a sleepless night of torment in a cabin with any one of these snoring-arse motherfuckers, let alone all four of them and their two snoring-arse dogs. But I do love them all dearly.
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I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends.
Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages?
I am Hatboy.
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How is snoring that big of a deal to you? Just go to sleep, and then wake up in the morning.
Oh you are fucking shitting me, BRKN.
))))) I myself snore. And I have lived with folks who do my whole life. So it really is a non issue for me. Even sleeping right next to your brother in law.
That’s awesome. So we all know where we’re sleeping next time.
Oh yeah, you and the girls get the small cottage, and the rest of us will sleep in the big place.
Coming late to the party but you answered your own question. You snore, and you’re used to others snoring, so it’s not a big deal to you. Is Hatboy the only person you’ve heard say they can’t sleep well with a snorer nearby? Mine got so bad, I bought a device that works like a charm, so that my wife wouldn’t decide (as my mom did with my dad) to seek out a second bedroom so she could get to sleep.
It’s hard to answer as one not a victim of snoring, but honestly…lights, sounds that cycle instead of being constant droning…these things interfere with human sleep cycles. I feel like I’m not saying anything obscure here, to be honest. You know one method of torture/whatever-you-want-to-call-it is annoying someone with loud sounds as they try to sleep, right? XD
“Have you tried not being bothered by (truly un-fucking-believably excessive) snoring?”
In general people should just not let the things that bother them bother them, amirite folks? Who’s with me?
I think we just solved the world.