45 Minutes: The Hollywood of Naps

The oft-unattainable dream

Back in 1926 Stan Laurel and Oliver Hardy starred in a silent film entitled “45 Minutes from Hollywood.” Admittedly I’ve never seen the film, which centers around a family that travels to Hollywood to pay a bill (plot lines used to be so simple back in the day). The title got me thinking about the great allure of what I’ll call “the 45 minute Hollywood nap,” the subject of today’s post (and if you haven’t yet read Henrietta’s ode to the 15er and Matt’s love of the 30 min nap, check those out!).

It’s ironic I drew the straw to post about the 45 minute nap, because often that’s just a little too out of reach for me. When I do nap, I’m generally in the 15-20 range, maybe 30. The 15-20 minute for me is akin to a guest appearance on a soap opera - I’m doing what I love, I’m on screen - but still, I’m 45 minutes from Hollywood.

So when I do get in that rare 45 minute nap, it’s like that small-time actor making it to Hollywood - it’s the big time, the bright lights, baby. You can write to your napping buddies with a “45” and know they’ll smile at your incredible success in the City of Angels.

Celebrate the small victories, I say. Love the 15, the 20, the 30. And on those rare days, when you get the call-up from the big time napping producer, bask in those beautiful Hollywood 45 minutes.