Saturday, November 10, 2012

Driving Tired

When I almost drove off the road while trying to decide whether a fart was wet or dry, it occurred to me that my mental capacity might be suffering.

Light at the end of the tunnel
(Actually a cloudy night and light pollution from an oil rig)
This was interesting to me, as my self-perceived level of fatigue was rather low, and I was not suffering any hints of drowsiness. I continued to think about this, but almost drove off the road again, so I saved this self inflection for a later time.

It was nearing the end of a 15 hour marathon drive. With darkness encroaching, and a deadline looming, I decided napping was not an option. So I made the pre-emptive switch to Plan B - caffeine. In this case, drinking the equivalent of 8 cups of coffee worth of sugar-free energy drinks over the final leg of the journey. I was primed.

As a side story, Plan B was developed early in life. Countless nights had been spent playing CS:S ladder games at 3am, and fatigue was not an acceptable excuse when you failed to disarm the bomb, losing precious rank in teh s3rvr.

Back to inflection; I suspect that while caffeine can improve alertness, it can't save your slow firing neurons. While I was able to react to wildlife (Reflex, like sick headshots at 3am), I doubt whether or not I would be able to accurately assess a situation should things get complicated. If I did slide off the road, I'd probably be all delirious and wander off into the forest.

Moral of this story - you should consider adopting a homeless pet before buying from a breeder.