One of those nights

So I was taking a nap and dreaming about the Cthulhu game and in my dream I was counting and doing math to see what year I turn 65 and wondering if we'd still be playing (so far it has been 24 years next week).  My clock beeped the hour chime and I woke up,  and the sky was barely light,  and I was like,  'oh,  no,  it's morning and I haven't done the game notes yet!'   After a moment I realised it was 9 pm and the sun was going down,  not dawn. So now I just finished the notes,  and it's off to bed for real.  I wonder if there's a name for thinking you've slept the night away? And you know,  I never did finish the math. I think it's 2032. Here's to playing even then,  even if we're all in the same retirement home.  :)

David Rothman of davidrothman.net did not have a heart attack

It was David H. Rothman of TeleRead, a great site devoted to E-Books. What are the chances that the same name would come up in my reader? Anyway, I hope the other David recovers quickly and thanks to David Rothman (no H.) for putting me straight. And you should still check out his site/the links I put in, because he is one cool medical librarian. :)

Sorry for the confusion...I hope I didn't alarm anyone.