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I had a dream as I lay in a migraine induced kind of stupor this morning. it was the longest, most vivid, and strangest bream I have ever had. it began with me at a party in some ones apartment. One of the young Ladies from my place of employment was there. she was playing a game with a marker in which she wrote the name of a piece of anatomy on that piece of anatomy. she wrote ear on my ear hand on my hand and so on. well I said penis and as though the rules of the game required it we went to a room alone so that she could write penis on my penis. before I continue let me assure you this is not a sexual dream except for the very first part and I am not going to get graphic. I will however use an old tired cliche. well one thing led to another and we had sex. in fact we had mind blowing awesome sex. you may be wondering how this part of the dream is strange. it is strange because I don't think the coworker who appeared in the dream is attractive. also in the dream I pleasured her orally. something which I do not do. well moving on after we had sex it seems we started dating and were planing to have dinner with her parents when the dream changed completely. I was no longer in the dream I was watching it and the character I was watching was Kiki from the animated film Kiki's delivery service. if your in to anime I recommend it. anyway in the film Kiki is a young witch who uses her magic (which consists mostly of flying around on her broom because she's least skilled witch ever) to help her new friends in the town she just moved to. in my dream however she flys around on her broom stick terrorizing animals, stealing from balcony's that would normally be safe places to leave things and generally acts like a little bitch. Oh and she was in India for some reason. well after a good serving of evil Kiki I was actually in the dream again I was living with my mother who divorced my father (BTW they are married and show no signs of becoming not married for any reason) in a small apartment. my mother had a drinking problem and was very angry all the time and eventually threw me out. so after I am evicted I get in my hot air balloon and leave for New Orleans. I don't know why. it just what I did in the dream. my hot air balloon was pretty sweet it was more of an air ship than a hot air balloon but I digress. after arriving in New Orleans I stayed at an inn run by the family from the curious case of Benjamen button. It all starts go fuzzy after I land and I woke up shortly after that anyway. I Don't think I captured the bizarreness of the dream very well. it is so much weirder than it sounds when put in words. well before you try to tell me what this bream means I will tell you that I think it means nothing. I think most dreams are random synapses firing in your brain. I have only Had a few dreams that really meant anything and they were related to highly emotional events that happened that day. lastly the TV and the radio were turned off the whole time. it was all form my head with no suggestion or guidance from an outside source.

the son of a Friend of my fathers died recently. I didn't know my dad's friend very well and i only met his son once in passing. All I did was shake his hand and say hello. now I don't do funerals as a rule. I think they do more harm to the memory of the deceased than anything. but that is a very long side issue that I won't address now. however I heard about how hard the father took his sons death and I met with him the day after he found his son dead. His son had died in his sleep from a bad combo of recreational drugs. after calling 911 he laid down in the bed and wrapped his arms around his dead son till the medics arrived. seeing how much pain he was in from the death of his son I decided I would go to the funeral to show my support. before I continue let me say I don't believe in hell. the minister who gave the talk started out talking about the deceased and the loved ones he left behind but before long he started to get off topic. he got so off topic that all the sentiment was lost and you were just left wondering if he had some form of Alzheimer's. and as he talked there was a person in the room some were saying AMEN every time the minister finished a sentence. well later on at the gave side I had opportunity make fun of both of them, and smart ass that I am I took it. I won't go into a transcript of the jokes but every one in spite of the reason we were gathered thought I was right and hilarious. everyone except my sister but as far as she's concerned if I say something it's wrong. so I don't give her disapproval much thought. in the end I was reminded why I don't go to funerals. but I must say this was one of the more civil and dignified ones.

I was in a publix grocery store when I saw a 4 year old asking his father for a cookie. and when his father didn't buy him a cookie the kid went nuts. he screamed he rolled on the floor he hit his dad and made quite an a** of himself. now publix grocery stores will give anyone a free cookie from the bakery just for shopping there. so I go get a cookie and go to where the child is still making a scene and wait till he looks at me. Then I begin eating the cookie with exaggerated joy while the child stairs at me almost in shock.