Comedy Day (A Sylvanite In Purgatory)
I had a nightmare, a flashback to last year’s fiasco. The gung-ho Sylvan, vikingesque spirit in the morning devolved into utter agony and sunken morale by nightfall. We struck a contingency plan, but it relied on rest and strategy.
Sleep remained elusive as a will-o’-the-wisp; I only managed to dominate three or four “Z’s”. After the glorified nap, energy trickled in adequately, a lazy aqueduct flowing past bodies, the night’s leftover affiliates. A hot roll of hearty spray reset my decay. By three-o-morning I stood alert inside sodden jeans, a Sylvan tee, neon-green Newport cap, rolled-sleeved collared shirt, everyday shoes, Miramonte hoodie, gardening gloves (lesson learned) and a considerable amount of anxiety. The rest of SylvanHouse floated lazily in stasis.
![I’ve been teaching myself to masturbate with my left hand in case I have a stroke.
- David VanAvermaete @ Comedy Day [Paraphrase]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb17vugzoQ1qcxc43o1_500.jpg)
![“It’s weird getting heckled in a park. It feels like elementary school.
- Mike Drucker @ Comedy Day [Paraphrase]
[Photo by Brian King]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_manvcyfjGY1qcxc43o1_500.jpg)
![Comedy Day Countdown: Rick Overton by Dan Dion [4 Days to Go]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ma9dx8K73S1qcxc43o1_500.jpg)
![Comedy Day Countdown: “2011” by Zoe Palladino [13 Days Left]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9spbtuiHL1qcxc43o1_500.jpg)
