It's been a strange few days. For one, I've been having some weird ass dreams. Sunday I dreamt that I was drafted into some sort of military unit lead by my cousin Kristin to fight bees, wasps, and other sorts of flying bugs. The dream started when I was dropped off on an island to join my company. I brought a fly swatter along as my weapon. The guys in my group laughed at me; they had utility belts with several cans of "raid" ready for action.
Monday I dreamt that I was trying to figure out some sort of argument, but I was also involved in some sort of labor intensive project, like jackhammering a road or something. Last night I dreamt that I really had to tell John something funny and couldn't wait to wake up and tell him, but of course once I did wake up I had no idea what I had dreamt was so funny other than the fact that I did and I wanted to tell him about it.
Been following the Giro d'Italia. Very entertaining. They've been crashing a lot. It's crazy to see pictures of the pileups. I just open the image and cringe. Ouch.
You know what else is entertaining? Blockbuster netflicks, you know, movies by mail. We have tons. Started watching "Giant" on Monday night. We made it to the intermission, or the part of the movie where you need to flip over the disc, at which point we went to bed. I had never seen that movie. Very entertaining. I love the way the characters put things ... for instance, "We've just quarreled politely about Texas." ... and .... "I know my folks were here long enough to get rich too. Except they just weren't so foxy."
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