Fortresses of Solitude

Ok, let me first set the record straight. I don't like to take naps. I don't really like to sleep at all. It's just one of life's time consuming necessities. The fact that one-third of my life will be spent with my eyes closed does not appeal to me. All that quality garage/driving time wasted out in dreamland. That being said, I do occasionally take a power nap of ten or twenty minutes in the afternoon. My house was designed in the thirties and has no hallways. It's just a bunch of interconnected rooms stuck together. The bathrooms are even add-on units stuck to the outside walls. I'm not complaining except for the fact if you are sleeping in my master bedroom and someone has to pee there are a minimum of two doors to open. Poof! Nap over. Oh, and god forbid, the dog in the adjoining kitchen sees a bird in the yard and starts barking like we are being invaded by masked banditos. I just hope she still barks if we are actually invaded by said banditos. Enter fortress number one.....The Studio. The inside of the studio can be made as dark as a casket. I designed it with no windows for sound proofing and ease of construction. It's a very casino like interior minus the gaming machines and I usually get out of there with all my money. The carpet is even casino style. The only holes are for the A/C and an entry doorway. I get in there, turn the stage lights on dim, put the radio on and lay on the leather couch. Down for the count I go. Pretty cool view from the sofa too as it is right under the nose of the Cessna. I have slept up to forty minutes in there. That's a little long for my taste but shows that the fortress works. It makes the coolest doghouse too for when I get in trouble in the house (that hardly ever happens). The second place I find myself napping is in my cars (only on weekends and allowed break times if the boss reads this). I have had good and bad interiors for this purpose. One of the best was my '99 Ford Escort ZX2. Man, that thing had the plushest seats and they laid back fast and far. Find a tree to park under, install the sunshade, set the talk radio low and siesta! It was like a sofa inside with tinted windows and a CD player. The worst was  a Ford product also as a matter of fact. I had a '95 Escort wagon which my brother now owns. I fell asleep in this thing once and when I awoke I couldn't turn my head. I was locked in a left-facing position looking at Office Depot. I slowly got my neck repositioned but it took three weeks to get rid of the pain. Never assumed that position again There were others in between that had benefits and drawbacks each their own but this story is about extremes. Don't get me started on small details of my vehicles. We'd be here all day and I'd run out of bandwidth before I finished the story.  Well, all done here. Time for a nap.