Since I’m noticing a connection between loquaciousness and insomnia (that is to say that when I have a lot to write about, my mind is apparently busy and will, therefore, not give me an easy time about going to sleep) I’m trying an experiment, though I think I started it too late tonight.

When I find myself particularly inspired to write, I’m going to take that as a sign that the brain is in overdrive and that I should take a sleeping pill at 9:30 or 10 if I want to be asleep by 11 or so, instead of 4 or 5 in the morning. I took one at 11:45 tonight and I’m beginning to feel a little woozy now.

So I’ve been keeping myself occupied by “stumbling” across websites using the StumbleUpon extension I have installed in Firefox. I’m a member of the SU (the abbreviation for StumbleUpon) community… I just haven’t been active in several months since I’ve been kinda busy.

Tonight, it showed me a site called MyDeathSpace - which is a collective obituary site for people who are still on MySpace after having died and whose profiles you can visit to see electronic eulogies. I looked at the main page and then started getting that sort of, “Ugh - this is almost like reading the obituaries for fun” feeling and quickly navigated to my next Stumble… which was Independent Critics.com’s page of the 100 Greatest Movie Posters of All Time.

The site is a little light on the analysis part of the images - deconstruction and the like is apparently not the focus - but there are some nicely selected images, including foreign release posters you might have seen for movies you know. For example, there are two different versions of the poster for “Secretary” - and they really say two very different things about the movie/story. I would like to do something similar to this - perhaps with DVD packaging or book covers - and give my little analyses. However, I’m sure there are tons already out there, written by people who have far more impressive and valid credentials than I.

Be that as it may, it’s another idea to have on the back-burner if I feel the compulsion to start any sort of new project.

Well… I think this pill is kicking in. I just happened to glance in the mirror and my eyes are looking rather glazed and heavy-lidded (they feel that way, too, which is why I looked.) OK. Benzodiazepine-induced sleep ahoy!