Late-night Thinkers Gifts

Night-shift entrance

'Never, Ever...try to figure out the meaning of life in the middle of the night.'

"I don't care if it is itty-bitty. Turn it off!"

My belief is if you're old enough to take texts, counter-texts, and meta-texts in Western Philosophy, you should be old enough to drink.

"The overthinker"

"Why is it always me that has to get up just as I'm falling asleep to do things I forgot."

"Looking at you, the moon and beyond, don't you think we could start a blog?"

'It's midnight, do you know where your brain is?'

"I suppose you're wondering why I've summoned you here at 3 AM, minion." "I try not to wonder." "After crunching the numbers, I've determined we'd increase profits by being open 24/7." "We're in the suburbs. Everyone's asleep." "Not true. By being closed at 3 AM, we're missing out on the potentially-lucrative Igor the Wino clientele." "Go to the alley and give Igor a 1-for-the-price-of-2 coupon." "Very bad man."

"Goodnight, Dan, you handsome devil!"

'So, ten thousand pounds could be yours if you call in and answer this question...Why the hell aren't you in bed?!'

"Let's go to sleep so that when we wake up today will be tomorrow."

"Honey, wake up. I had that dream again where I wake up and you get angry at me for waking you up."

"Someday, son, a giant conglomerate will find a way to harness the moonlight and make us pay for it."

"It's only insomnia if there's nothing good on."

"I also have trouble sleeping. I don't understand why. No one I talk to seems to have any trouble falling asleep."

Man reading in lamp

Insomnia.

Tomorrow's another day, he thought, unless I get lucky and sleep right through it.

Expired, expired, expired, expired, expired, expired.

Thoughts of Stephen Harper...

"If you don't want the light to keep shining in your eyes, stop asking me how much longer I'm going to read."

'I'm going to the library to study, so don't wait up.'

'I know these safety meetings tend to run very late, however... '

Unbeknown to other, Thoreau would sometimes, in the middle of the night, sneak out for a few odds and ends.

"It's 2 A.M. Do you know where your p***s is?"

"We prefer our idea people to present their ideas during office hours."

"Must you bring your work to bed?"

"Wake up, baby. I just realized how my insomnia is all your fault."

"The magical time of night when the artist awakes, not with any idea, but with the murky recollection of an idea from the previous day that was not written down and is now lost forever."

"See, Timmy? No boogeymen under your bed — they're all out there."

'You're not calling the Help Desk again, are you?'

'Face it, 24 hour grocery stores were made for people like us.'

"Mother, you were right."