Reason number 1253123421 not to wake me up…

…with a phone call.

Dragonfly: Did I wake you up?
Me: Uh, kinda, yeah. don’t know.
DF: You don’t know?
Me: Never find out if the password worked now.
DF: …..
Me: to the vault. you know.
DF: ….. (these silences are quite deafening)
Me: dunno who. some guy. Probably John Schnieder. Password was funky spelling of curious. with a ‘Y’
DF: ….. watching smallville before bed again?
Me: would have worked I think. Now I’ll never know.
DF: …..
Me: Anyway, you called?

Clearly, I make no sense when I’m just waking up. And no, I still don’t know what exactly I was dreaming about. Or why the contents of the vault were so important. Or how “y” could be used in “curious” curYous? Makes no sense at all. But, I must say, it’s been YEARS since I had a dream that featured John Schnieder in it. Long live Beau Duke!

But really. WHAT WAS IN THE VAULT? It was vitally important, dammit!

Harumph.