Kevin Allen wrote:
Christine says the funniest part of your dreams is that you actually admit to having them.
Well, I'd be pretty upset if someone
else was having
my dreams!
This morning I dreamed that I was travelling across Canada in a full sized school bus. It was just me, one of my brothers (driving), my mother, and my daughter (that I don't have). She was dancing in the isle. I was looking out the window at all these ski resorts, that unlike American ski resorts with slopes, all of the skiiing areas were stepped, like Mexican pyrimids, which I thought would be quite difficult to ski, but fun on a snowboard, because of all the jumps. Then I thought that everyone on the bus should take off their snowboard boots, because we were melting snow everywhere and making the floor wet. But then I looked up at the front where Max was driving, and the fuel gauge was bouncing from 1/4 all the way up to 7/8. But experience told me that bouncing fuel gauges, you should read the bottom reading. And I wasn't sure how often there were diesel pumps in Canada. Then we went by a BP, which made sense, what with the Canada and the Queen and all.
Anders