Bizarre Dream

Last night I dreamed that I was at somebodies house with Ditto and  Sheba. There were several people there, half men, half women, and it was a two bedroom house. I didn”t know any of them. One guy was doing bong hits out of a bong that looked like the Star Trek USS Enterprise. I did a bong hit. (glad it was just a dream! I don’t do that anymore)
Then I went in the girls bedroom to use the bathroom and then I woke up on the bed and everyone in the house was gone. I don’t know how, but I found everyone at this bar. Then everyone was leaving, so I went outside too. The police were there, and  one of the guys from the house.  Apparently they found something in his car. The cop walked  out to the road and yelled at this station wagon, and it stopped. It was another cop. They went to the house dudes car, and pulled this huge thing out of the back. It looked like the dashboard, but it wasn’t. They put it in the station wagon.
I was standing across the street, watching. I turned away for something interesting (I’m forgetting part of the dream here), and when I turned back around, everyone was gone.
I realized I had no way to find anyone from the house, no way to find the house, and that my two dogs were in the house. Then there was a  pretty lengthy thought process about if anyone had ever lost their dogs before, who would take care of them, and ways to find where they  were…

Bizarre.

This morning it was raining when I got up. Still pretty cloudy with a good chance of rain. Car day. I need to take the car anyway, as I need to buy a new ladder.

I applied for a job as a Audio Visual technician at the Ritz yesterday. I almost got up and walked out when I found the  pay was $7 an hour.  No one can live on that. Plus gratuities, but no one can tell you how much that’s going to be. I almost walked out but I maintained politeness.

I didn’t exercise this morning because of the rain, and  I almost forgot to make coffee. Coffee is going down good this morning! I gotta go get more!

Have a good day!

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