When I lie my head down to sleep and shut my eyes for the night, I'm usually welcomed by 5 images. These faint illustrations flash into my mind without warning and I count on them to help me rest. They are comforting. They are warming. And most of all, they are awesome.
My first 4 "shut eye images" are nothing out of the ordinary -- things most good natured Midwestern folks probably think of. In no particular order, they are:
1. Time lapse footage of a Rubik's Cube being put together.
2. A million of the brightest stars in the galaxy forming a constellation of Dennis Quaid's grinning face.
3. A burning Fender Stratocaster guitar being played by a reptile/human hybrid.
4. Myself cruising around out West in a Ferrari made out of strawberry Fruit Roll-ups.
Then today I saw the following pictures on the Internet and almost freaked my seat:
That's my number 5! When I close my eyes at night I see these exact images!
Now I know this is just some commercial shoot for a fancy shoe or beverage, but I can't help feeling like LeBron has Freddy Kruger powers and is invading my thoughts. Either way, I'm going to start thinking about Wally Szczerbiak in a Pistons uniform a lot more often.