Dream and Nightmare I Had. Plane Crash and Dog Saver.

Here is a dream and a nightmare I had this weekend:

Dream:

I was at some huge show. It was so huge that the stage was on an aircraft carrier. There were thousands of people in the audience and hundreds of celebs in the show.

So during the break, they invited a few people backstage to hang out. I was in a room and someone says, "Oh, do you know Tom Cruise?"

And Tom Cruise is like, "What's up man?" and gives me the bro hand shake.

I was unimpressed.

Nightmare:

I was on a plane headed to Greece. While we're over the Atlantic, the Captain comes on and says, "This is your captain, I'm afraid to inform everyone that the plane will be making a crash landing into the Ocean. Unfortunately, we've lost all radio contact as well. I'm very sorry."

So as everyone is preparing to die, some old guy turns to me and whispers, "I'm an engineer and because of this type of crash, you're in the perfect seat. You will be the only one to survive."

Some time passes and I see that someone had a Golden Retriever puppy on their lap. I called the puppy over to sit on my lap so it could survive too. Then it crashed.

Sometimes You People Don't Appreciate Your Lives

Many people go about their lives bitching and complaining. They don't think how awful some people have it. A real life nightmare that I lived through happened this morning. I looked out the window and Chester County had a surprise snow storm. When I opened my car door, some of the snow fell on the seat and I actually sat on some of it. It gets worse. I didn't have a scraper so I had to use a rolled up newspaper. Then, to top it all off, the traffic was terrible*. I'm asking that everyone buy a mylar balloon to be released at exactly at noon today. If I look out of my window at 12:01 and see some balloons I may be able to carry on.

*Do you see that cemetery? It's the one on Route 100. You know, the one where I was singing and I may have ruined the fun that mourners were having at that funeral. I wrote about it in this post.