Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Enter Sandman

Last night, I had a dream that I was at a meet and greet for the democratic presidential candidates. The only one I recognized was Barak Obama so it wasn't exactly the most realistic of dreams (then again, I probably wouldn't recognize most of them if I hit them and their secret service detail with my car so whatever). Anyway, in the dream, someone decided it would be a good idea to bring a dog to the event. It got loose. Being the good citizen that I am, I tried to grab it. In the process I fell, doing a somersault right in front of Senator Obama. I kid you not, the first thing I thought, while still in the dream, ass over tea kettle, was how I would totally have to blog about how I tripped and did a flip in front of Barak and how great a post that would be.

I woke up this morning scratching my head, thinking, "there was something I had to blog about. What was it?"

That's right. I dreamt about blogging. I may need to take a vacation.

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