Good morning Pops and Popsadoodles. I'm back in the weird dream business. I wanted to tell y'all the other day about one I had 2 or 3 nights ago, It was kind of cool but then I had to dream the sequel last night. There better not be a third.
For some odd reason I was in the Florida Keys (I suspect stalking Jimmy Johnson). In the first dream I was there looking for a hotel late in the evening. I couldn't find one so I asked some locals where a hotel might be. They were charismatic and full of joy by all appearances. They offered for me to stay with them. I'm saying no as they lead me to their home. As dreams go, I was following and observing. An elderly man was sitting outside the house shelling peas. They told him about me and he said "Go on in and meet mama". The house was a regular dwelling but all the rooms were quite large. Mama was cooking and fixed some food for me (this may Heaven or this may be hell). The happy commotion continued from my group of newly found friends. I agreed to stay the night and found they had all sorts of interesting things for me to do the next day, week and month.
Up here in where I live world, I was supposed to be gone only two weeks. Starting into week three my family realized I wasn't in a hurry to return home. They came down to get me by the start of week four. They are a suspicious lot by nature and questioned everything I was enjoying. Within no time though (as dreams go) they had fallen in love as well. Beach front and sideways property, giant sized bed rooms, really good food and great people sucked them right in. We were all enjoying the beach one day when a shark started chasing someone close by. They ran up on shore and jumped into a red Chevy truck. The shark jumped out of the water and went through the windshield of the truck and was flailing about and biting down on everything. It was the crazy shark that made us reevaluate our vacation. The one negative outside of the shark was that one of my new friends was stealing from me. I thought it was a small price to pay for all I'd enjoyed.
Last night was part deux with those same new friends coming to where I live. All but one was stealing and they gave me no privacy. I'd lock the door behind me and they'd tear the door knob up to get to me. A bad time was held by me. The End
Yesterday I had to get my booster shot. I've got one doctor that's about ready to take me personally. I told her I didn't feel like getting the shot. That didn't go over very well. Anyway, after leaving her office I went by Whataburger. Some how my fancy "no onions" sticker ended up on my jacket, so I went to get the shot in all my glory with no onions.
That's all I'm willing to admit so have a really good weekend with a glorious pouncing on the Broncos.
