“After pacing, humming, yoga, and playing Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon with the entire cast of Good Times, exhaustion finally got to me, and I managed to fall asleep.”

“You're tell me those are gnomes pretending to be dwarfs pretending to be elves? Are you trying to play Six Degrees of Bilbo Baggins again?”

“Men got better with age, like wine. Women, on the other hand, were like cheese- aged was good to a degree, then came the mold and the inevitable casting aside.”

“i heard someone tried the monkeys-on-typewriters bit trying for the plays of W. Shakespeare, but all they got was the collected works of Francis Bacon.”

“Fall asleep reading a good book and you enter a world of dreams; fall asleep in a film and you miss the end.”

“Dead end after dead end. Did you find the answers you were looking for in that book?”“I haven’t had a chance to read it yet,” I said nonchalantly.A half-smile tugged at Noah’s mouth. “You fell asleep, didn’t you?”I lifted my chin. “No.”“What page?”“I didn’t fall asleep.”“What page?”Busted. “Six,”