A Washington Post writer suggests the book would be a perfect gift for the sleep-challenged, and as a shameless and unreformed Ambien user, I agree. I imagine keeping SS by my bedside at the ready for when the countless sheep keep sleep at bay, picking it up and turning a page or two and falling into a deep slumber in a matter of minutes—without having to worry about dangerous side effects like sleepwalking, sleep-driving, or horror of horrors, sleep-eating.