Bad Idea #3218

On The Menu

I just noticed that the Monterey Bay Aquarium actually has recipes posted on their website. This month's dish is "Dungeness Crab with Cellophane Noodles". Looks very tasty, but...am I the only one who thinks this is just a little odd? I mean, this is basically like a zoo posting recipes. "Zebra Fillets with a Rich Zinfandel Reduction", anyone?

Oh, but wait. I forgot to mention that these recipes are sustainable. We're not sure how many Zebras there are in Africa right now, so how about "Prairie Dog Soufflé with Baby Field Green Salad"? I know there are lots of those little guys roaming around.

About Last Night...

Last night started out crazy, what with the pall of the artificial eye having been draped over the evening. But it got worse. I had a really hard time getting to sleep and just as I was nodding off I heard a strange series of noises coming from Zach's room. I could tell he was already tossing and turning because it's amplified rudely by the monitor. So I was paying close attention listening for possible seizure noises.

But then I heard him get up, walk across the floor and step on something wet and that was followed by a big splash and gurgling noises. Then shuffling and squeaking.

I bolted across the floor and over the dog gate like a rocket. Around the corner and down the stairs too fast for safety. Then down the hall and over Zach's gate like a sprinter. I saw that he was in bed. Walking across his room I stepped in water. He had a lizard that grows in size if placed in water, and we had put it in a bowl on his floor the previous night. It was spilled over.

Zach was in bed, fast asleep.

I groggily attempted to reconstruct the scene. I guess he had walked towards his door half awake, stepped on the lizard-water, and ran back to bed before I got downstairs. I checked under his covers and his foot was wet.

I laid with him and fell asleep hanging half off is bed for a while. When I couldn't stand the discomfort any more I went back upstairs to bed. I didn't sleep well at all. I had dreams of flying over parking lots of cars, flapping my arms wildly and looking for something, but not exactly sure what.