sleep-inducing television

This afternoon I fell asleep on the lounge while watching (although I use this word with some hesitation) Dana Carvey in Master of Disguise. All I could gather was that Carvey does a lot of voices and disguises (duh!)- in a kind of "I'll show you Mike Myers Mr Austin Powers who can do the best accents" way. So that was one sleep-inducing television moment. By the time I woke up there was some kind of rugby league blaring through the lounge room. So I had a little waking up doze on and off for about half an hour while the commentators babbled at each other. Then the my new neighbour (who seems to have a shed that is very full of power tools) put away his whipper snipper that had been going for an hour and a half and started up his ride on mower. That was the end of any afternoon sleeping, dozing or otherwise. The lesson is you can sleep through bad comedy and boring football but things with engines and blades that run on fuel will always win out.