Daniel J. Hogan's Blog

I almost put shaving cream on my toothbrush about five minutes ago instead of toothpaste. I was a nanosecond from pushing the button on the can of shaving cream when I realized "Oh...wait."

I came home from work, laid back in my recliner and started reading a selection from High Seas Cthulhu (The Idol in His Hand by Darrell Schweitzer) I was out cold minutes later. I guess I was tired (not the fault of the story I was reading, which I was enjoying a lot - it had pirates!). I have talked to my doctor about this: my coming home from work and being able to just pass out for over an hour almost at will. He said get more sleep at night - and NOT to take naps, no matter how much I wanted to because doing so throws off my sleep cycle even more.

The other problem is, other than losing an hour of sacred free time (which I did tonight), I have a hard time fully waking up after these naps. I'm still a bit groggy. And I tend to have weirder dreams too, dunno why. I've started doing my best to keep a dream journal as of late (both nap and real sleep) and after reading over some of these again it is rather...yikes.

At least I got disc two of Battlestar Galactica Season 2.5 from Netflix today. I'll get disc 3 soon - but Season 3 doesn't come out on DVD until the middle of March! What's a boy to do?

I also came up with a clever idea to solve my "wishing I had just paid the $12 to re-name my old LJ account" problem. I'll go into eyriblog, copy the posts I want and post them here with the same date. Yeah it'll take some work, but it'll solve many problems. And I save $12!

Ever since watching Walk the Line this weekend, I've been singing Folsom Prison Blues aloud at home and at work in my best (horrible) Johnny Cash voice. This was all well and good until I noticed something odd starting to happen:

I get to this section:

I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.

But I sing:

I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
They're probably smoking' coffee and  drinkin big cigars.

Ever since leaving college, I've been finding myself doing this more and more: mixing up words in sentences while talking (or singing). It concerns me because it is happening  more frequently as of late, and it has even started to creep into my typing as well. Should I be worried?