Bison Burger + Corona = 101 Ways To Sleep On Plane

I snore. Outrageously.

After a bison burger dinner in Denver, plus a bottle of Corona, the laws of Dot’s brain and physics therefore demand that she fall asleep on the plane.

Not just doze off, but be so tired that all I can remember is waking up when the plane bounced on the tarmac back in Seattle.

I dread to look at myself when I’m asleep on the plane. It’s one of those pieces of information that I think all humans would rather do without – such as, how tall you really are, what your back looks like, and what Bush’s news bulletins tell him about the state of the world.

I bet it’s not a pretty sight. I must be snoring; I must be drooling; I must be doing that awful head-bow-snap-back-up action repeatedly.

How does one sleep on the plane? Aside from the First Classers, who basically have one way of sleeping – comfortably and lying down, as God intended – economy travelers are cursed with 101 ways of getting shut-eye.

You know what I’m talking about. Everyone has a little ritual they swear by. Perhaps it’s that stinky pillow from childhood they hug, maybe it’s that $90 NASA designed down-filled pillow that wraps around your neck, or, it’s the old hand-propped head technique.

I don’t know what I did, but I apologize to everyone within snoring distance on flight 0837.