Category Archives: Napping
Watching the Game?
He’s not. The remote in his hand is for the ceiling fan. Frankly, I find the ceiling fan more exciting than football. Not sure he did, though.
Just Like a Junior Associate…
I remember those nights as an assistant account executive, when I’d be nearly falling asleep at my computer in my cubicle, running on a dinner of buttered microwave popcorn. Mostly, I tried to make sure I remembered my pants, of course. And I never stayed there all night. Ten points to people who can …
The Sweet Strains of Slumber
We have this keyboard that plays one hundred muzak songs, ranging from the Wedding March to “Everything I Do, I Do it For You” (unfortunately). William went through a stage where he would sit for…literally…an hour or more and sway to the music at top volume. Apparently, this stuff could be bottled and sold to …