Dreams…

I had a couple of strange dreams last night. In one, I fell down and knocked all my teeth out. Then, in order to preserve my teeth for the dentist to put them back in I had to hold them in my mouth to preserve their freshness. This one is obviously inspired by the recent mishap of our rabbit, Joe. Thanks for messing with my head, rabbit.

The other one was pretty weird. I dreamt that I was in this gameshow where I had to run around with my friends in a Funhouse styled gaming facility. Each room had obstacles and a small pylon that looked like the little thing that your price shows up on at Wal-Mart. On the pylon, there was a little LCD screen that had a question on it and three buttons you could hit to answer the question. The more time you took the higher up this pylon got elevated, making you climb over these big foam and rubber obstacles to get to the screen.

In the end, all of my friends (they were anonymous friends that I may/may not have actually had) ended up in this main room where our correct answers were tallied. It turns out we won an all expenses paid trip to Cancun. I woke up during the obligitory jumping up and down celebrating dance that happens at the end of game shows.

This is what I get by eating a triple with cheese platter from Steak and Shake twenty minutes before bed.