The (Almost) Perfect Unintended Pun?

Okay, pefection basically doesn't happen within the human realm. Outside the human plane, you've got Plato's Ideal Forms, God's immutable character and will, maybe one or two others I can't think of right now. Inside the human plane, you have chocolate cream pie, chicken tikka masala over basmati rice...I already gotcha, because you're thinking "Those aren't perfect, but [insert something here] is." So anyway, when I say that I've got the "almost" perfect pun, I realize that perfection on this human plane is in the eye of the beholder. The way to assess, of course, is by using the Pun Factors: Fitting, Humor, Context, Depth, and Subtelty (this last I'm not sure is a good factor). This one we'll see works in all but Subtlety.

As I type, I am looking at pine trees, hillsides, and blue skies beyond. No, I'm not looking out the back window of my Phoenix home, but rather of our new weekend getaway home in the mountains north of Phoenix. And when I sleep away from my own comfortable bed, I try to remember to bring my own comfortable pillow. This time, I forgot, thus setting us up for the almost perfect Unintended Pun.

It's perfect for several reasons.

• You actually sleep "over" a pillow--Fitting.
• You use a pillow during sleep--Fitting.
• I had just lain down to sleep when I said the pun--Context
• I had tried to say a different metaphor, but couldn't get the words right, so I switched into the pun-ic metaphor--just plain Awesome.
• Maybe other reasons, which you can help me with.
• And finally, perhaps because I was so tired, but I think more because of the beauty of the pun, I actually laughed out loud-- and I never laugh at my own jokes--Humor

The metaphor I was trying to say was "don't cry over spilled milk." But I was very tired, so the words would not quite form themselves into a coherent sentence. As we know here on the forum, the brain has a way of subconsiously helping us out of our verbal dilemmas, making its associations far better than we could have consiously, thus bringing us to the almost perfect Unintended Pun.

April 27, 2013 As I lay down to sleep resting my head on a cushion not my familiar pillow, I said to myself: "Well, it's not my regular pillow, but I won't lose any sleep over it."

Alas, I in fact did lose sleep over it, or at least near, or on it--the piece of resistance--Depth!

I'd appreciate your grading of the perfection of this pun, as well as submitting more reasons for its beauty and perfection. Thanks for helping me have fun with this.

The Pun as Truth--New Category or New Factor?

Before I reviewed some of my previous posts, I thought we would be discussing a new category of pun today--The Pun as Truth. That is, a phrase that not only states something that is true, but also in the context is a lovely pun. But as I looked through previous posts, I noticed that a better way to caracterize this kind of pun would be just to add it as a Pun Factor--"does the pun tell a truth?" And I had just blogged one in a recent post without realizing it--when I shared that I was concerned how I, as a city slicker, would look wearing boots, and I said, "I don't think I could pull off boots." As a matter of fact, I do have have trouble pulling off anything tight from my feet, probably because I have high arches and fairly wide feet.

On to the Truth Telling Puns, which have a "does the pun tell a truth?" answer of YES:

I was discussing the long-running BBC television show Dr. Who with a work colleague.

March 14, 2012 I mentioned that I never can remember which actor is from which era of the show, which has been on since 1963: "I have trouble telling who's who."

This second one, as many, was a thought, in the privacy of my own car. I don't know about you, but one of my pet peeves as a daily commuter is to have people pass me only to have me catch up them at the light. How ridiculous is this? They have created an interaction that doesn't need to happen--if they are a daily commuter, which is most likely the case, they should know the light timing as well as I do. So they know the light isn't going to change just because they are driving faster. But they choose to add to the danger of the world--in this case, me and them--so they can get to the red light in the car ahead of me, sometimes just to block me from making my right on red. Take a word from your intrepid blogger--don't do this. Anyway, as somebody was doing this, the pun happened.

March 15, 2012 I said to myself as the guy slipped into my lane ahead of me: "These people pass me like this all the time. It's like a rite of passage."

Please share your Puns as Truth, or any other Unintended Puns. I know they make my day more enjoyable, and your puns will let all of us more in on the brain's intricate workings.