Nocturnal Thinker Gifts

'Why are we always kept in the dark?' ... 'Who said that?'

'Do you ever worry about getting the D.T.'s?'

'After being in burglary ten years, I can't sleep at night.'

"The idea at 3 am. The idea at 7 am."

"You go on in, I’m just going to catch up with the moon for a few minutes."

"Maybe we should shoot for 'sense of belonging' at this point."

That midnight hour when fleeting memories come home to roost.

Sheep trying to go to sleep.

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

"The overthinker"

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

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

'Your night writing book, madam.'

Pachyderm insomnia.

"Goodnight, Dan, you handsome devil!"

"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."

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

'Mummy, can you please pull the curtain and make it dark please? I'm scared of the light...'

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

You guys were right! Screaming profanities is more satisfying than howling these days.

Colin kept a notebook by his bed to write down any ideas he had during the night... "Genulph hyu donkey slapperthwaite."

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

Bat

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

Insomnia.

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

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

What are you doing up, mom? Big meeting tomorrow. Must be prepared. It's one a.m.! Go to bed, young lady. You need your sleep. It must be late. I heard my voice coming out of your mouth. Scary!

"It would keep me awake all night, but I'm up for a game of coffee pong first thing in the morning."

Thoughts of Stephen Harper...

That's a street lamp, Steve.

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

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

"No, you can't go to the rock concert! It's vital you don't damage your hearing!"

"Must you bring your work to bed?"