Note: Comparison shot of the original vs. felted cover after the jump. This is a felted reproduction of the Fantastic Four #51 Jack Kirby comic book cover from 1966. It…looks pretty comfortable. Can you imagine if all comic books were this soft ? I would sleep on them. “You’d sleep on anything.” It’s true, one time I passed out on the hood of a neighbor’s car. Which… holy shit I’m a cat. “Shut up GW, you’re not a cat.” Meow? Original vs. felted shot after the jump.

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Felted Reproduction Of Fantastic Four Comic Cover

You know how many mornings I’ve woken up and had zero clue what I did the night before? Every single one. But now allegedly sober people are claiming to be sending text messages in their sleep . Wow, can’t say I’m surprised. Or good looking . :/ Dr Cunnington described sleep texting as the result of people having too much to do during waking life. “People are doing so much during a normal day that it can mean that they feel like they’re ‘on call’ even at night,” he said. “Because it’s so easy to receive emails constantly, and get notifications from smartphones, it becomes more difficult for us to separate our waking and sleeping lives.” You wanna know how to make sure you don’t text in your sleep? Don’t go to bed with your cell phone Never sleep. Back me up, Twilight vampire, Edward Cullen! “Holy shit, I’m gonna be a father .” Haha — you f***ed up, bro! People are sending text messages while they are asleep, says specialist [news.au] Thanks to bb, who allegedly sleep sexy-talks and is first on my list for a slumber party.

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Sleep Texting: Apparently People Are Doing It

This is a giant-ass Millennium Falcon beanbag chairbed. I would sleep on it. But I’d also eat on it, because I’m a disgusting fatbody. True story: when I was doing my quarterly bed laundry this weekend I found a turkey drumstick, half a piece of pizza (sans crust), two Fruit Roll-Ups and an unopened pudding-pack in the tuck at the bottom. I had a feast . “You’re sick.” No, I’m full is what I am. “OF SHIT!” *dancing* I know but I’m trying to wait till I’m home to go! Millennium Falcon Beanbag of the Day [geeks.thedailywh.at] Thanks to Jaded (ditto) and aaron, who sleep face down on the carpet like nature intended. Nature, or alcoholism? Pass out on my sofa with your shoes on and get a complimentary schlong Sharpie’d across your forehead on Faceybooks and Tweeter

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Ever Made Love In Less Than 12-Parsecs?: An 8-Ft Millennium Falcon Beanbag Chairbed

Did anybody else know there was a bed in that thing ? Because I didn’t. Of course, you could write a small pamphlet about all the the things I don’t know. Sike! They’d all fit on one side of a Post-It . Anyway, some talented craftsman is selling the Tardis pull-out bed he made for his son because he’s grown up and doesn’t want to sleep in a phone-booth time-machine spaceship anymore. ????? YOU’RE NEVER TOO OLD TO SLEEP IN A PHONE-BOOTH TIME-MACHINE SPACESHIP! Are you, Doctor? Doctor? *poking with a Sonic Screwdriver * Uh-oh. I am personally endorsed by Sir Richard Taylor of Weta Workshop, for being a multitalented artist including restoration, of just about anything and exquisite one off handmade models. Sir Richard has my models in his collection in the foya of Weta Impressive. Unfortunately for your kids, bidding is already up to $3,200 New Zealand (~$2,400 US) with eight days bidding remaining. So yeah, looks like it’s back to sleeping in the barn for them. Haha, you thought I didn’t know?! One time I saw little Jimmy with a piece of straw in his hair and figured it out! Just kidding, he told me he sleeps in the barn. Doctor Who Tardis bed handmade [trademe] (with a bunch more pictures and info about the actual construction/features) via Badass Homemade Bed of the Day [thedailywh.at]

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Up For Auction: Dr. Who TARDIS Murphy Bed

Anybody seen my Power Glove ? I can’t perform without my Power Glove on . Whew, found it . Now — I want you to pretend like I’m a game cartridge that won’t play. Two more shots of the “wait — where are you going?!” after the jump.

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I Put On My Robe And Game Genie Hat…

The Snazzy Napper is a real-ass product that, despite the name, isn’t really very snazzy (Bedazzle that shit, God!). What it is is a piece of cheap fabric you velcro around your head so you can rest in peace (I’ll kill you!) while you travel. Did I mention it has a hole for your nose so you don’t suffocate in how stupid you look? Because it does. Interested but don’t want to spend your hard earned $15? No problem! Here’s what you do: close your f***ing eyes. Hit the jump for a commercial and get ready to count some Z’s!

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Nap AND Look Cool With The Snazzy Napper

Wonderful news: apparently my only remaining love in life might be slowly killing me. That’s right — box-springs may act as giant radiation-spewing antennas, filling our bodies with the nasty while we sleep . And all this from trying to figure out why breast cancer is 10% more likely to appear in the left boobie than the right. GOD, JUST TAKE ME NOW! *eying margarita on nightstand* Whoa whoa whoa, not so fast big guy — I’ve been saved. The research, carried out by Hallberg Independent Research and the Karolinska Institute, both in Sweden, attempts to correlate the fact that most people tend to sleep on their right side and that the length of a box spring mattress in America is exactly the right length to make it act as an amplifier for FM and TV waves. “Thus, as we sleep on our coil-spring mattresses, we are in effect sleeping on an antenna that amplifies the intensity of the broadcast FM/TV radiation,” writes Scientific American. “Asleep on these antennas, our bodies are exposed to the amplified electromagnetic radiation for a third of our life spans.” The radiation would be the strongest almost a meter above the surface of the box spring, which would mean that the side of your body that you’re not sleeping on would get hit the hardest. In most cases, that’d be your left. Sounds pretty convincing, doesn’t it? Too bad it’s all fake research. I’ve got two words for you: Tempur-Pedic conspiracy . Kidding, I’m not really one of those crazy conspiracy theorists (It’s those asshats over at Sleep Number and I know it!). Great, even our beds could be causing cancer [dvice] and Your Boxspring Could Be Acting as a Gigantic, Cancer-Causing Radiation Antenna [gizmodo]

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Of Course, The One Thing I Love Is Killing Me: Beds May Emit Raditation, Cause Cancer

Let’s not kid ourselves: you can’t watch mixed martial arts without getting aroused. So why not move those amorous feelings to the bedroom with a cage fighting bed? I can’t think of a good reason (well, besides the $1250 price tag). Pillow fight! Crafted from poplar hardwood poles, MDF frame with steel undercarriage bed supports. With the use of actual fencing, 9 gauge 6 core centers, foam padded rails and synthetic leather covers, this will last forever, just like the real deal. MDF Stairs include replica diamond plating Throwdown Anvil detail. Looking to get this bed for someone other than the little guy or gal? In addition to Twin, we have Full, Queen and King size as well! Oh man, this reminds me of the first time I walked in on my roommate having sex. Get it?! Because he was with another dude. Plus there was a ref. Product Site Thanks to BooGT, who [insert something about a rear naked choke-hold].

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Let’s Get It On!: MMA ‘Throwdown’ Caged Bed

If there’s one thing I can’t stand it’s being awake. Last night I dreamed I went to a Korean karaoke bar that also had a giant buffet set up on pool tables . I kept going for the miniature hotdogs on hamburger buns but none of them were vegetarian. Any idea what that means? I’m gay?! Cool that’s what my dreambook said too. Anyway, Pillow Ties are inflatable neckties you can use to nap comfortably in the middle of business meetings. They cost $20 and come in a million different designs. Me? I got a paisley one and then blew it up and stuffed it down my pants. Hell yeah, business casual! Official Site Thanks to SomerTime, who just uses her purse.

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Screw It, I’m Taking A Nap: The Pillow Tie