Night Sweats

Posted: Wednesday, February 27, 2008 at 12:00 am
By: Doug Lund
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I’ve been having real weird dreams lately.
It usually involves me being late for something.
Now, Linda might say, well, that’s not a dream it’s how I really am and she’s right, I do procrastinate. In fact, I’m the poster boy for putting things off until tomorrow what I could have done today.
It drives her nuts, especially when I seem to thrive on the silly pressures I put on myself when it would be so much easier to get projects completed right away instead of last minute.
But my recent dreams have nothing to do with “projects.” They’re about me getting distracted and unable to show-up for very important engagements like anchoring newscasts or playing in the band..neither of which I’ve done for awhile.
In real life, I never missed a newscast or a dance job due to oversleeping or forgetting..but in these nightmares the clock is always ticking and I can’t get to the studio for one reason or another. My cell phone doesn’t work or I can’t remember the number.
Being late or a no-show, in the TV business is not an option.
It’s all so real. Then, finally, just before I’m about to get fired, I wake-up..heart pounding.
 
Last night, in my unconscious mental meanderings I was in charge of driving the Mogen’s Heroes van to a dance job. I was alone and became distracted by something so I parked to check it out and when I returned, the van..with all the musical instruments inside, was gone…STOLEN.
How am I going to explain this to my band mates waiting at the job for me to show up?  Again, my cell phone is useless. It’s just a bad dream, I kept saying to myself, sound asleep, but none of the usual tricks for waking up were working.
Finally I just forced my eyes open and there I was awake; in a cold sweat..but awfully glad the van was safe. John Mogen and Denny Gale were not going to kill me for losing their stuff.
 
Now, I don’t expect any of you psychoanalyze my dreams but it would be comforting to know that I’m not the only one who drifts off into these strange yet realistic worlds each night.
Linda says I should shut the d*mn TV off but I can’t sleep at all with the sound of silence..so I guess I’m going to take my cell phone with me to bed from now on.
That way it will be close at hand when I need to make an emergency call from dreamland.
 
Speaking of nightmares, a good friend of mine is going through a very real one right now.
Denny Paasch has had a recurrence of the cancer that brought him to his knees five years ago.To complicate things, this time it caught him without health insurance. 
This Sunday, March 2nd,  a pancake breakfast and silent auction (with lots of great items from golf clubs to Royal River stays) will be held from 9:00a.m. to 1:00 p.m. at the VFW club on S. Minnesota in Sioux Falls, to help raise a few bucks to help with medical expenses.
He’s a good guy who is always there for others in need so I hope some of you can join us there.
Donations can also be made to:
The Dennis Paasch Fund
At any Wells Fargo bank.
 
Thanks, and sweet dreams.

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