Under the Table

Under the Table

I remember doing this when I was Jason's age, falling asleep in the middle of a party, under a table or in a corner, waking up only when it was time to go.

Actually, I remember doing that in college, too, but I guess that's a different story.



I remember too, and you looked just as sweet in repose. (I also remember coming to your dorm room -- graduation day I think -- and seeing about 30 bottles of liquor, all with pour tops, sitting on a table, which might explain the college under-table sleeping.)