I have a habit of vocalizing in my sleep.
Today I decided to diagnose myself, using my awesome medical skills and the power of google, and I discovered that sleep talking (also known as somnoliquy) is a common thing that happens to children, and they usually outgrow it by puberty.

To quote Adam from Mythbusters, "THERE'S your problem!"

I have not reached puberty yet, and so therefore it's no wonder I laugh and carry on conversations all while under the guise of sleeping. Perhaps this is why I always wake up feeling like the walking dead. Or no, maybe it's just that I'm not a morning person before approximately three cups of coffee.

But enough about me.

I want to post about Skipper. Skipper's doing some Ironman blogging thing and he has to post every single day. I've been trying to help by heckling him, but since I'm working seventy some hours a week right now I don't often have the time. Therefore, if you personally would like to go heckle him, you can go to http://www.irtvlive.com

Also, this quote reminded me of him:

Anonymous on Organ Donation--"Don't think of organ donation as giving up part of yourself to keep a complete stranger alive, think of it as a complete stranger giving up most of themselves to keep part of you alive."

Hells yeah.

And now to sleep, perchance to dream? Aye, there's the rub. For when we have shuffled off this mortal coil, what dreams may come? Must give us pause. Or pie.