100 Hours of Humo(u)r – Hour 6: Nap Time
By Dave Fox
Hmmm… this treadmill is moving faster and faster. Or I’m moving slower and slower.
It’s approaching 3 a.m. here in Singapore — and I’m usually a night person, able to rally at times like this. But it’s been a week since I’ve had a good night’s sleep. There comes a time at which the gremlins in one’s brain start using their claws.
I am not throwing in the towel yet, people! No! I said I was going for 100 posts in 100 hours. I’m not giving up yet. Some of them just might be… what’s the word? … “short.”
Some highlights of the first six hours of Humor 100. (Yeah… I’m too tired to type the whole name and that damn parenthetical “U” at this hour. Not that I don’t respect the extra “U.” I’ll tell you what: I’ll alternate spellings for a while to please my non-American readers.)
Wait, where was I? Oh yes. Highlights!
We’re off to a delightful start as far as I can tell. I’m getting all kinds of comments in my posts, and even more e-mails, from nice people writing to let me know they are out there, and will be clinging to Globejotting.com every hour as I crash and burn.
There were some minor technical glitches with the sales pages for my classes — mainly that the “order” buttons were not working. It’s hard to keep cranking out blog posts when distracted by such trivialities.
Entries are already coming in for Contest #1, which is nice because they give me hope I might have content tomorrow that rises above my sleep-starved moaning.
At 11:30 this evening, it dawned on my that my dinner would taste better if I could find time to eat it.
My favorite blog comment so far — from Debbie, one of my highly esteemed writing students and Globejotting guest contributor: “Hello from Missouri! I see you scheduled this to coincide with the National Day of Unplugging. Nice.”
Sadly, I looked it up, and she wasn’t joking. Singapore doesn’t tend to support such endeavors, far as I know, but lest I get arrested for writing seditious things about this nation, in which I am a guest, I am going to stop myself from commenting further on that matter until I am more coherernt.
3 a.m. is the hour I planned to catch a five-hour nap. Beyond this disturbing ramble, I have two hours of stuff ready to roll out at 4 and 5 o’clock. So I don’t know what’s going to happen in the next few hours. I’m at the stage where I have moments of just clicking random things on my computer. I think I might have just signed up for a humor writing class.
So it’s time for a little nap, but I’m going to say this once more: Not throwing in the towel. Not this early. Might have to fire off some of my pre-written material prematurely though. So keep those writing contest entries coming in.
G’nite everyone. Poke me if I snore. It usually helps.