Dreams and Things

haHA! You thought I’d escape the day without a bloggie-blog, but I’m a sneaky ol’ cuss, now ain’t I?

indeed.
The Sox are being smacked around tonight, and my Jellyfish juice is extra tasty sour. However, I have leftovers in the fridge for the first time in probably 6 months. Huzzah!

So,
Last night I dreamt to amuse my brother that I would badly impersonate presidents of the united states. The thief of the show was going to be my Lincoln impersonation, wherein I would simply don a suit coat, top hat and stilts – but not long pants to hide said stilts. Apparently my modernized Gettysburg address (talking about the 20th century, perhaps?) was gonna knock the twenty somethings dead, but it was a bit square for an opening act. So, I decided to do another presidential impersonation – a rude moronic fool, who’d be so terrifically over the top and poorly done that Lincoln would be pure bliss. I chose for my president Rutherford B. Hays. Donning my only costume piece, a suit jacket (being beardless was part of the shtick for both presidents) I get onto stage ready to take space and amuse, and realize that the entire audience is full of children. Apparently some teacher heard there was a presidential impersonator, and decided to make a field trip out of it. yep, comedically cock-blocked by children. I started to deliver my speech, then gave up half way and engaged the kids by making outrageous claims about Mr. Hays, and having them give me the actual facts. It was kinda cute. I woke up trying to figure out how many score and years it’s been since 1776.

11 and 12 years. Not so sexy. However, It’s been 4 score and 10 since WWI ended…

here’s my secret for crazy dreams – When I crawl into bed, I say my prayers. The crazy stuff starts happening around 5:30-6am. Don’t know why, don’t know how. But it’s like going to the movies nightly and not having to drop $40 for tickets and popcorn!

Sweet Dreams!