Saturday, April 20, 2013

Vroom Vroom

I had an end of the world dream last night. Toward the end someone thought it was safe to open the blinds. Obviously not, and when I went to close them I looked out the window, and I see about 6 or 7, what look like speed boats, heading straight toward us. I panic. I try calling 911 even though the world had been destroyed for some time, someone answered but they said they had to redirect me and get approval and they spoke a Chinese dialect. Then I finally find the Sherif and I tell him what's happening. As I look out the window to show him, they were really close. I look again and it is a large black man riding a engine-powered refrigerator. They were all men riding refrigerators. They had come from all over to stay with us. Because they heard we survived.