Three Dog Night

quick ink sketch to get some kind of illo for this post

Some people ask "Where do you get your ideas from?" I ask "How to I get them to shut up and let me sleep???"

One night recently, Carrie and I had just started to drift off to sleep. She started dreaming about dogs, and I dreamt I was throwing something. But I wasn't yet asleep enough to have had my brain fully disconnect from my muscles, so I actually did fling my arm out and hit something. That woke both of us up.

Carrie asked if I was alright and I told her what happened. I just didn't know what I was supposed to have been throwing. "Maybe you were throwing a ball for my three dogs." she said. I replied "Wasn't that a 60s sitcom?" "What, Throwing A Ball?" she asked knowing full well what I meant. "No" I said, "Throwing a ball would be something you would do in a fairy tale." "Three Blind Dogs?" she suggested. "Old Cinder-Yeller" I countered, "And her Fairy Dogmother."

Yeah, we do this in our sleep.