Fascinating things that occurred in my dreams as I drifted in an - TopicsExpress

Fascinating things that occurred in my dreams as I drifted in an out of consciousness between 9 and 11:30 this morning: - I went to perhaps the worlds highest end brothel, which was gigantic, including an Olympic sized swimming pool enclosed in a glass atrium. Just before bedding one of the dames, I felt guilty about betraying Kristin Garness, and to compensate the employee for her wasted time, generously gave her twenty dollars. Which she was perfectly happy with. - I attended the funeral of Hank Evans, who had been stabbed to death by a hobo. In strict accordance with Hanks last will and testament, only the music of James Brown or The Funky Meters was played. - I went to some kind museum of transportation, which had jumbo jets and boats and trains on display, and where they moved these gigantic hulks from place to place with teams of rollerblading slaves. While I was there, I witnessed them, lashed like dogsledding teams to a Chicago Metra train car, rollerblading it up a huge spiral staircase. They did this about as quickly as rollerbladers move on flat ground without encumbrance. So bring it on, Saturday the 29th. Throw me whatever curveball you want. I assure you, my reaction will be Pffft. This all you got?