Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Weird Dream

I don't dream often. But my dream last night took place in a restaurant and regarded a vat of marinara sauce. A roach had been found in the sauce by someone in my group. I made a statement about wasting an entire pot of sauce. A person from the restaurant commented that they would only throw it out if we could find the roach's babies in the pot! It became quite a lively discussion!

Why can't I dream about white sandy beaches, frozen drinks, and volleyball games?


  1. I think someone hit the "sauce" too hard last night.

  2. Hey now! If you're going to accuse me of something, at least identify yourself!


  3. Was Laurie at that dinner? Was she the one screaming like a girl?