Things You Think About at 2:30 AM

Filed under: Insomnia, Musings — olivander February 22, 2011 @ 5:24 am

There’s a story out of the French Revolution of a fellow whose guillotined head continued to scream for several minutes after being divorced from its body. Good story, but when you think about it, utterly impossible. Even if the executioner had botched the job so closely to the shoulders that he included the larynx with the head, the diaphragm would still be necessary to push air past the vocal cords.

I suppose it’s possible that a severed head could retain consciousness for 30 or 60 seconds. Possibly it could even work the jaw muscles, albeit silently. It’s completely possible that the eyes and ears would continue to process information until the brain became starved of oxygen. That would occur fairly rapidly. Vision is the first higher brain function to break down, so who knows?

But a screaming head? Not very likely.

Things you think about at 2am

Filed under: Insomnia, Musings — olivander February 15, 2011 @ 12:51 am

What if Lady Gaga is really Marilyn Manson playing an elaborate practical joke on everyone?

What if all wormholes are an express train to a singularity–the terminus of time and space, the Big Bang–and everything ejected in the Big Bang is the material being sucked in by black holes throughout the universe, and the universe’s existence is a product of its own demise?


I should have had a proper typecast, especially since I hauled home four standards over the weekend, but between insomnia and a hellion child, I’m just drained.

The Poison Garden

Filed under: Insomnia, Typecast — olivander September 16, 2009 @ 4:20 pm

Typewriter: 1950 Royal Quiet DeLuxe

Insomniac’s Hideaway

Filed under: Insomnia — olivander September 5, 2006 @ 3:42 pm

Insomniac’s Hideaway
Originally uploaded by olivander.
Where do you go when it’s 3:30am and you can’t sleep? Denny’s!

The End

Filed under: Insomnia — olivander November 27, 2005 @ 10:34 pm


It is done.



Filed under: Insomnia — olivander October 31, 2005 @ 2:45 pm

Originally uploaded by olivander. Silhouettes like shivering ancient feelings
They cover my foreign floors and walls
Submarines are lurking in my foggy ceiling
They keep me sleepless at night…
Can you pull me out
Of this sleepless night
Can you pull me out?–King Crimson