Comments on: I’ll Never Sleep Again. http://www.davidbickley.com/Blog/2008/04/18/ill-never-sleep-again/ The little stories in the life of a professional photographer. Mon, 08 Sep 2008 13:56:17 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.5 By: Dear Sleepless In Columbia http://www.davidbickley.com/Blog/2008/04/18/ill-never-sleep-again/#comment-344 Dear Sleepless In Columbia Wed, 23 Apr 2008 00:22:18 +0000 http://www.davidbickley.com/Blog/?p=43#comment-344 Being a mother of three teenage girls professing that I can hear everything, know everything, because I AM the Super Hero Mother. Claiming to always know if teenagers were sneaking in or out of the house. I am now relinquishing my Super Hero crown for I too slept through the earthquake! Being a mother of three teenage girls professing that I can hear everything, know everything, because I AM the Super Hero Mother. Claiming to always know if teenagers were sneaking in or out of the house. I am now relinquishing my Super Hero crown for I too slept through the earthquake!

]]> By: Mr Shakey http://www.davidbickley.com/Blog/2008/04/18/ill-never-sleep-again/#comment-341 Mr Shakey Tue, 22 Apr 2008 21:48:13 +0000 http://www.davidbickley.com/Blog/?p=43#comment-341 Well if you didn't stay up until the wee hours of the morning trying to figure out HOW to be a super hero, you may not have been dead to the fabulous thrill of being shaken awake by something unseen. Oh the change rattled in the glass container on my dresser. The siding outside creaked and flapped against the walls. Thought I put a quarter in the hotel bed for a 1 minute massage. It was like being in a thunderstorm where the thunder was so loud it shook the whole house but much longer. Very eerie sensation!! Oh the thrill of be rattled awake at 4:18 in the morning not fully understanding what was happening until it was over. There will be more Count on it...... Well if you didn’t stay up until the wee hours of the morning trying to figure out HOW to be a super hero, you may not have been dead to the fabulous thrill of being shaken awake by something unseen.

Oh the change rattled in the glass container on my dresser. The siding outside creaked and flapped against the walls. Thought I put a quarter in the hotel bed for a 1 minute massage. It was like being in a thunderstorm where the thunder was so loud it shook the whole house but much longer. Very eerie sensation!!

Oh the thrill of be rattled awake at 4:18 in the morning not fully understanding what was happening until it was over.

There will be more Count on it……

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