My thoughts were on the verge of misfiring big-time last night while I was on the phone with rafaela. This was at the very end of a long, kind of draining day and my mind kept wanting to shut down. It made me think of that Apocalypse Now outtake where Marlon Brando starts rambling profound-sounding-but-incoherent sentences, walks to the side of the set and announces "I can't think of any more dialogue today."
(I also got thinking of the so-called "Larry King slow-motion raveout," but that takes a while -- and at least a dramatic reading, or ideally the actual recording -- to explain. Don & Mike fans will know what I'm talking about.)
Anyway. I want my mind this weekend, so I can be witty and clever to the witty and clever people at Stumptown Comics this weekend. I think I'll take a nap. More rest for the misfiring mind.
Okay. This entry was reasonably coherent. Here's to increased coherence later!