Frothing Rant

Friday, February 02, 2007
 
I had a doozy of a dream this morning. I was out in the woods hunting with some guy I didn’t know. Me with a gun. There is an unlikely scenario. Anyway, we were trying to protect these sheep from some wolves there. I followed one of the sheep up a tree – yes he was a climber and had a big gold bell around his neck. We had both climbed up to the top of this bendy tree and he wouldn’t come down. Suddenly we were all on the ground and I was talking to this hunter. He was explaining that sheep were very expensive to keep. I always thought they just ate grass and weeds, but apparently these ate 8 dozen eggs at a time, several times a day. Then I was at home with my parents and brother and we had the dinner table set up with this grid of shallow boxes. Each one contained a small portion of rice noodles. I was supposed to teach my brother some math/logic trick with the noodles, but didn’t have the faintest idea how. It was very frustrating. Luckily about that time there was a paw on my face and the furry alarm clock woke me out of it.