November 19, 2007

Sleeper Service

Filed under: interfaces,life,toys,weird — mhoye @ 6:08 pm

This sort of violates an important blogging rule, but it’s all about unconsciousness, so I’m hoping that the concerned party will let it slide.

An odd thing: just to try them out, two weeks ago we picked up some “memory foam” pillows. We needed to replace our old ones as you periodically do, they were on sale, what the hell, why not.

They weigh about five pounds each, and are the tactical nuclear weapons of pillowfighting. Not unless you want to actually kill somebody, is what I’m saying, because they hold a lot of inertia. And when you lie down on them, you think that you’ve put your head on a moss-covered rock; a little give, and then nothing. They feel impossible to settle into, tp get comfortable with at all.

But here’s the thing: once I manage to get to sleep on those things, I sleep like a dead man. This is wildly unusual. I’m confident that there’s no voice-in-the-head-quelling apparatus in those pillows, no mania-subduction-ray emitters or twitch-muting refractometric technologies in place. Not for thirty bucks, anyway. But here we are, with me sleeping all the way from midnight to seven uninterrupted. I can’t remember the last time I slept that long without sleep-performance-enhancing drugs of one kind or another. I seem to have skipped my regularly-scheduled staring-at-the-ceiling-at-3:00-A.M. completely.

Maybe asleep-comfortable is different from awake-comfortable? I wouldn’t have thought so, but I guess it’s possible.

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