Tuesday, April 04, 2006
dreams, predictions, and conspiracy theories
Last week I had a dream that involved myself, some of my closest friends in the world from back home, and former President's Bush and Clinton. We were sitting around in a large open area, like a church, drinking coffee and talking, when the idea came around to play a round of golf. Everyone was game except for me, I began to feel uncomfortable and uneasy...because I've never played golf before. But we were all friends, just hanging out and laughing and talking. Mr.'s Bush and Clinton were not looked at as Presidents but just a couple of the guys. I kind of forgot it but until the weekend when I went to a friend's house for lunch after church and she had a dream interpretation book, and I started flipping through it and figured out what the dream meant. It was pretty simple, really. See, the night I had the dream I spent time with my boss after hours at a business/community meeting and we got to talking in the down time and it was the first time we had really talked outside of the office and maybe I was feeling a little nervous about getting close to my boss. Why, I don't know.
Well the latest hurricane predictions were released today. It doesn't look particuarly good. Unless of course you work for the Bush Administration. In that case, we just might get a little rain before the year's over. Which leads me into my next subject...
Finally this morning I attended a meeting at a random office building in industrial/suburban Warwick. Turned out the office was a government contractor of one kind or another. As I was leaving the meeting around 10:00, I looked over and saw the creepiest image I could imagine. CGB Spender was walking straight towards me. We made eye contact for way too long as I processed who it was I was looking at. The Cigarette Smoking Man--Smokey--in the flesh. I know we all thought he died in the mountains of New Mexico; but as with the truth and the X-Files...Trust No One. The truth is out there, and I have proof. My days are numbered, I can feel it. ¶ 4/04/2006 10:36:00 AM
Well the latest hurricane predictions were released today. It doesn't look particuarly good. Unless of course you work for the Bush Administration. In that case, we just might get a little rain before the year's over. Which leads me into my next subject...
Finally this morning I attended a meeting at a random office building in industrial/suburban Warwick. Turned out the office was a government contractor of one kind or another. As I was leaving the meeting around 10:00, I looked over and saw the creepiest image I could imagine. CGB Spender was walking straight towards me. We made eye contact for way too long as I processed who it was I was looking at. The Cigarette Smoking Man--Smokey--in the flesh. I know we all thought he died in the mountains of New Mexico; but as with the truth and the X-Files...Trust No One. The truth is out there, and I have proof. My days are numbered, I can feel it. ¶ 4/04/2006 10:36:00 AM
