A long night
In a house in Lincolnshire, and various things running through the system. Nothing too lively, smoking something or other, but we made up the body of the smokables with the contents of the herb cupboard. Cloves, coriander, basil, whatever was around. Then we barbecued some bananas, and shortly after that, I drove to work.

I'm still not sure if it was the cloves or the tiredness, but when I got home from work, I switched on the TV, and sat with my arm holding the remote, stretched above my head. Every now and then, I'd nod off, and the remote would fall on my face, waking me up. After about 20 minutes of this, I looked over at the fireplace, and it insisted on going up and down in gentle waves.

Odd.
(sabre-tooth monkey, Thu 16 Sep 2010, 13:40, 2 replies)

Salvador Dali used to paint like this
He'd fall asleep holding a spoon on the end of the chair arm, and a metal dish on the ground.

As he fell asleep, he'd drop the spoon, clattering and waking him up.

Then he'd paint what he saw on the edge of his dreams.
(MrOli is ugly, but in the morning you will be sober, Thu 16 Sep 2010, 16:35, closed)

I saw a wavy fireplace
Now I think about it, that could have made me world-famous if I'd got there before Dali!
(sabre-tooth monkey, Fri 17 Sep 2010, 11:51, closed)