Strange Dream

I had a really strange dream last night. I was at my house and I realized that Sadie was gone. But I knew where she was. So I got in my car and raced over to Dan & Whit's. I saw a shadowy figure duck into the Christmas trees (I'm not even sure if they sell Christmas trees, but they were there in my dream). Thinking I needed protection, I grabbed the air hose for filling up cars.

I snuck in between the trees like a cop on a TV show, swinging the air hose around corners. Then I saw who had Sadie - it was Dick Cheney! I blasted him with the air hose and grabbed Sadie. I put down the air hose and we walked out of the trees. Cheney followed us, and I saw that he had a snub-nosed revolver pointed at me. "You fucking prick," I said to him. "I know you could kill us if you wanted but we are leaving now." I put Sadie in her car seat and drove off.

And then I woke up to the dulcet tones of some NPR personality on my clock radio. There's a chance it had been on for a bit and they were talking about Cheney, but I don't know. I'll take dream interpretations in the comments.

Spam of the day...

"Obtain degrees from Prestigious non-accredited Universities"

Hey, at least they are honest.

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