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Thursday, March 14, 2002
So I had a dream the other night, and I feel the need to discuss it. This is how it goes (and if you don't believe me, ask my wife. I woke her up in the middle of the night moaning like Xena the Warrior Princess): I'm back working at ShopKo and dancing with Bernice and Barb (apologies to those that don't know them) to George Clinton and The Parliment Funkadelic redoing "Papa's Got A Brand New Bag", when the music is cut off for some horrific reason.
So I run to the wood display circle in the front of the store and start putting away the merchandise I had to get at the service desk. Then Joe Rogan (of News Radio and later Fear Factor fame) starts helping me. All the while telling me Easter is a conspiracy theory and placing Grinch dolls around saying, "Ho, ho, ho. I'm coming back."
Then I pick up a book with a parable message and "read" the last page that says something to the effect of "...and the great blizzard was stopped when he filled the empty lemon." Well, I see this as a perfect way to stop the raging blizzard that has just started, by holding up the lemon in my hand and announcing that I have indeed filled the empty citrus. When that doesn't work, I start crying out that I have filled it. Over and over again. Then I wake up.
Look out Timothy Leary, there is a new drug out there even better than LSD. It's called "2 venison hot sticks at 10:30 at night just before bedtime". All the kids are going to start doing it.
In not so drugged out news, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD! Your gift is on its way.
Craig @ 8:29 AM
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