Normally I don't remember anything that I dream, which annoys the SO. However, this morning it was hailing, and for quite a while and the sound was similar to someone hammering several hundred times a minute on the roof about 8 feet above my head. This is not conducive to deep sleep.
What I discovered, though, is that I'm missing so much by not remembering what I'm thinking while I'm asleep! Thus, I bring to you "Dreaming during a Thunderstorm"'s presentation of:
Words of Wisdom for One...
... who lives a much more interesting life than I do.
(1) As a mobster on the run because you talked to the feds, it's unwise to shoot the lead alien no matter how menacing it may look, because they could be trying to fight the coming undead plague, which when it consumes the earth, may keep you from being able to get apricots.
(2) When you need to carry the Queen of England across the muddy battlefield to the postern gate, it's OK to carry her piggy-back style, especially if she needs to direct you where to go. (It's harder for you to do this if you carry her fireman's-carry style). She will also be gracious when you stumble, because that's what's expected of royalty. Once you successfully reach the postern gate you can be expected to be treated to 20 year old tinned banana and strawberry slices, though they "taste better if you stir up the ginger flavor".
- Note: as I'm writing this, I'm blaming specific people for the apricot and ginger references in this subconscious train wreck. You know who you are.
Anyone else?