Benji has been sleeping badly of late, so when he fell asleep on my lap this afternoon, I hated to wake him. Good thing I went to the bathroom before putting him there, because otherwise it would have been torture. As it was, I got a lesson in how often I usually shift position, and Benji got a nice nap.

Reminds me of an NPR spot I heard about a guy who did nude modeling for a living. He did gigs for art schools, standing posed perfectly still for hours. If I recall correctly, he would pass the time by going through entire Broadway musicals in his head. To each his own, I suppose…

This may or may not be Benji’s response:


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