The Dream
Last night I dreamed that I went to Texas to visit ehowton. The drive only took four hours. When I got there, the inside of the house was dark and had tones of yellowed aging.
I walked in and we shook hands and began to visit. There were babies crawling everywhere! On the couch, on the floor...it was a nightmare. drax0r and jesskd26 were in the kitchen in the background somewhere.
I then dreamed that my family showed up...that is minus Pumblechook. For the life of me, I couldn't figure out where he was or why he wasn't there. Whatever. I made the introductions all around.
Eric was tired. All he wanted to do was sit in one of the wooden chairs in the dining room (which was part of the living room and carpeted). He was very unresponsive. I remembered thinking "Poor Eric."
Then I picked up one of the babies that was crawling on the table. It was Chloe (the expected). I remember that I accidentally nicked the table with her back and started thinking that I'd incur the wrath of Mr. and Mrs. Drax0r.
Then I woke up.
I swear I've been as sober as a judge for several weeks.
What the hell?
EDIT:
I found this image and since it fit so well with the post, I couldn't pass up an oppurtunity to use it.
