One night while sharing a hotel room with a colleage, I was informed that I had said “You draw more flies with honey than with vinegar.”
My daughter is constantly telling me things I say when sleeping. I have been known to wake her up with my verbalizations. She does the same thing. We both can carry on conversations in our sleep that we don’t remember the next day.
Last January while driving to Salt Lake, my daughter Katie was asleep when she sat up and started asking about her shoes. She insisted that she had left them at the last rest stop, even though when asked where they were she said “on the floor” (true). I finally realized she was sleep talking, as she became more and more agitated. I told her she was asleep, and to lay back down, which she did.
VB
Some people say that cats are sneaky, evil, and cruel. True, and they have many other fine qualities as well.
Just a week ago I started talking in my sleep and woke both myself and my husband up, but I don’t remember now what I was saying.
One night many years ago, my mom, sister, and I stayed up late watching TV. Now, at this particular point in history, my mom’s favorite radio station had just started airing Paul Harvey and were promoting the show by running a “Good day” contest. You submitted your name and phone number to the station and if they called it, you had to answer the phone by saying “Good day” like Paul Harvey and you’d win. My mom had submitted our phone number and it was drilled into our heads to always answer the phone with “Good day.”
So, my sister had fallen asleep on the couch while mom and I watched TV. Suddenly, my sister opened her eyes and commanded, “Say ‘good day’.” Mom and I looked at each other and kind of laughed, but sis said it again, “Say ‘good day,’ Kathey. Say ‘good day’.” It really creeped me out that she said my name like that, so I said ‘Good day’. She closed her eyes and rolled over and that was the end of it. The next morning, I told her about it, and she said she dreamed the phone was ringing but I wouldn’t answer it. I know this is silly, but I’ll never forget her staring at me with bloodshot eyes and droning, “Say ‘good day,’ Kathey. Say ‘good day’.”
“I hope life isn’t a big joke, because I don’t get it,” Jack Handy
I rarely talk coherently in my sleep, but once in awhile my roommate and I enjoy telling the other what they said during the night. My fave of hers is “I want a COOKIE!” And we have both woken up to the other laughing in her sleep.
My friend Pete says he knows a guy who woke up during the night shouting “Don’t eat the little wooden boy!”
Just last month during spring break, I shared a room with three other girls while we filmed a movie on location. The director came into our room late one night and tried to wake one of the girls up so that she could go review footage with him, only she wasn’t quite awake (and had been having a terrible nightmare she said). She started screaming at the top of her lungs for about 15-20 seconds, long enough to take about 3-4 breaths before belting it out again. In the light, I was able to see the guy start towards the door in confusion and a bit of fright before she calmed down and asked him what he wanted. Believe you me, it scared the shit out of all involved.
My SO’s brother peed in their kitchen garbage can one night while sleep walking, and his former roommate imitated Fat Albert while he was sleeping.
Rather, I was in the position of a spore which, having finally accepted its destiny as a fungus, still wonders if it might produce penicillin.
–Ayi Kwei Armah
Last summer I went on vacation with my dad, his girlfriend, Berna, and her 13 year old granddaughter, Jessie. I had to share a bed with Jessie. Not only does she hog the covers, kick, punch, and otherwise injure her bedmates, she chatters away all night long.
At one point during the night, Berna had got up to go to the bathroom. It was about this time that Jessie sat up her sleep and said in a very irritated tone “OH FUCK!”
It didn’t go over well.
Tee hee
Don’t be humble; You are not that great.
–Golda Meir
My brother used to talk a lot in his sleep when we were young. He would wake up, come to the living room and tell things that had NO SENSE such as:
(to my mother)“Who are you!?”
Mom: “well, last news I heard of I was your mother”
Brother: “you voted for who?” (It was election time)
Mom (laughing):“I voted for you. Now go to bed.”
And he would.
I remember one time when he bumped up against his bedroom door three times in a row and apologized each time.
When the first nintendo has been put onto the market he woke up one night, walked to the entrance hall and opened the closet. When my father asked him what he was doing he answered: “Why, I’m looking for my magic mushroom!”
I still can’t believe that one.
I talk in my sleep, but I can’t hear myself talk, can you guys?
I talk in my sleep but can’t hear myself. Can anyone else hear themselves when they are sleeping?
My parents, college roomate, and fiance have all reported that I do, indeed, talk in my sleep. A lot. Loudly. In Chinese (or some other non Romance or Germanic language that no one understands). When asked to repeat what I said, I will say the exact thing again, in that same alien language. I’d hate to find out what I’m actually trying to say.
I haven’t walked in my sleep since I was 5 or 6. I did, however, jump out of bed in my sleep about 3 or 4 weeks ago. I was having a dream that a dump truck was backing up towards me, but couldn’t see me, so I had to jump out of the way. So I did. And promptly hit the wall, wrapped in blankets. Hard enough to wake up and get a lump on my head. Maybe we should retitle this thread “embarassing things we do in our sleep.”
Jeremy…
Nobody ever calls me after they’ve done something smart.
I dated a streetwalker too for a while. Boy was that expensive. Oh wait… Never mind!
Sweet Basil