Dark Side of the Horse by Samson for December 09, 2023

Quarter to 3 is almost dawn there?

Yawn, yawn, yawn till it’s dawn, dawn, dawn…

It’s the yawn before dawn.

Down when dawn eh horsie.

See me tolds you dawn’t horse around all night, horsie. But yawn never listen to me.

Where is them god-dawn-it sheeps when you is needs em?

That was me last night. Thanks to the much too large portion of Korean fried chicken. Very spicy Korean fried chicken. But it was soooo good.

Son: “Every day I try to wake up before dawn.”

Dad: “Dawn who?”

This is me some nights, and most days. For some reason, no matter what time I go to bed, I wake up at 3.

yawn with the show…

I hate it when that happens! … um, what exactly happened?

It’s a lazy, hazy day…methinks, for Horace!

Zzzzzzzzzzzzz

three yawns don’t make it night…!

Now I can’t stop yawning, darn you all!

Made me yawn.

Internal clock off by a little, Horace?

the power of yawn

When you have THE WORLD’S BRIGHTEST LEDS on every appliance, a computer monitor that “wakes up” every time the cat sneezes, and a “smart” bulb that activates randomly in the night it becomes much harder to get a good night’s sleep.

Horace! It’s like I have a twin!

Hate nights like that. When it’s time to get up, all you want to do is sleep.

sigh. Me, last night/this morning. Running on inertia right now.