Cider Press Hill

Dinner with George

Last night I had a strange dream. George Bush and I went out to dinner and we had a nice time. I liked him and enjoyed his company. I have no idea where that came from and I’m quite sure it has nothing to do with reality. I can’t call it a nightmare since it was a fun dream. But I’d really prefer it if he’d stay out of my dreams. What is going on inside my head?!

Posted on 10/01/07 at 11:41 AM
 




Commenting is not available in this weblog entry.

Cider Press Hill

Next entry: Quality of Life with 90% Less

Previous entry: Big drop in electricity use