The log house we bought in (yes in, not on) Johnson Lane in rural Northern Nevada, came with pile of scrap lumber left by the original owner/builder that my brother and I used to build forts over the next 8 years. The scrap pile was added to by various...

Thanks for tuning in, nuts and sluts. It’s Week Three of this grand experiment wherein I try to retrain my brain and body in the ways of slumber. Want to know how I look? I’m showing you anyway. The plunger may be a bit of an exaggeration....

Image via Wikipedia This sleep training sucks. It’s hard. I feel like I’m in a 12-step program without a sponsor. I’m making some progress, like only using my bedroom for sleep (and sex, but that’s none of your beeswax). But, I’m failing...

Image via Wikipedia I’m a bad sleeper. Notoriously. Record-breaking. I was born a bad sleeper. Ask my mom. I didn’t go to sleep. I didn’t stay asleep. When I was a teenager, I didn’t go to sleep and I didn’t get up. Now, I have...

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