And yet, somehow. . .

My husband is a very intelligent man. He never made a B on a report card in school. Never. From Kindergarten through college - straight A's. And yet, somehow, in the middle of the night, he can be dumb as a rock. I don't know how this happens. I guess I should also mention that he is a very sound sleeper. I wake up at the slightest noise or inconsistency in the universe, but he would sleep through a fire alarm, a nuclear war and a coughing child. This means if he does suddenly have to think in the middle of the night (because I've kicked him awake for something) he doesn't have all his cylinders firing. (or any, depending on the night) For instance, our alarm clock; the man is an engineer, a good engineer. How complicated could it possibly be to turn off the alarm clock? But this paragon of math skills and daily common sense cannot manage to even find the big snooze button, let alone the off button when the alarm goes off unneccessarily. He asks me pretty much every time, "How do you turn this thing off?" Once again, his technologically challanged wife must come to his rescue. I keep telling him, what are we going to do when armed government soldier shake us awake some night demanding we integrate a function? I sure won't be any use.