While I was at the Outer Banks this weekend, I dreamt that I was on vacation with 3 friends. We were snagged by an espionage group and they took us to the helicopter and gave us our assignment. We were given a bunch of packages, and then one super secret package that looked to be a cutout of a sheep, but twice as big as a sheep (5 or 6 foot sheep) wrapped up in kraft brown paper. We got our instructions, were told not to go where the bad guys were (one looked a lot like Daniel Craig) and then headed that way. ....and then I woke up.
The funny thing is, I had a similar dream in Peru.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Monday, May 21, 2007
So help me I have had two dreams about Mitt Romney in the past week. WHY? If I had to choose my presidential candidate from the field right now, it wouldn't be him. Not that I have strong feelings against him, well ok, maybe I do. He's too slick. And I'm sorry, organizing the Olympics doesn't qualify you to be President of the United States, ask Peter Ueberroth. And I don't think Universal Healthcare for everyone in Massachussetts is something to brag about it when the rest of America has to foot the bill. Mitt sure has a way of making his morality politically expedient. Still, I would rather vote for him than Hillary Clinton, I will cede that. Just please, no more dreams.
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