Whatever thoughts and observations float through my mind.
Friday, November 10, 2006
Random Neurons Firing
I had a rather bizarre dream last night. One of my friends, with the assistance of Donald Rumsfeld, explained to me the intricacies of the plumbing in my bathroom. I was certainly no fan of Rumsfeld as Secretary of Defense, but apparently in the context of my dream, he was an excellent and trustworthy plumber. But, of course, it was a dream, and upon wakening, I was saddened to realize that it didn’t even remotely make sense, and my bathtub really didn’t have a secret trap door to facilitate the easy removal of hair clogs.