So, narcolepsy runs in my family, and, while I’ve never been diagnosed with the condition, I have had my share of wacky waking up moments.  Once I fell asleep driving my car in 288 at Angleton and didn’t wake up until I reached Highway 6.  Luckily, I did not kill myself or anyone else.  But I did need a new pair of pants when my eyes opened and I had to hit the breaks to not run a light on one of the busiest (and longest) roads in Texas.

Scot doesn’t have narcolepsy.  He just had a very long night.  Sometimes your just better of calling in sick.