So I had a couple of tornado dreams that were super realistic. There was one where a young woman committed suicide by walking out into the desert and getting sucked up into the so called tornadic funnel. It got me to thinking.... What if these dreams of tornados is just my brains way of logically making sense of aliens? People don't just float into the air, so there must be a scientific, logical explanation that my brain or mind needs to grab onto, to make sense of things. But what if it's not real? What if I'm not afraid of storms? What if that's my own projection? It just got me to thinking. Lately.... The tornados have been forming in cloudless skies.. In my dreams of course.
Losing Money
That's what my bosses are doing today. They make us work on Memorial Day and then question why we aren't busy. But hey, why should I care? I'm getting paid to sit here and read. It's just that sometimes I can't help feeling I'm stuck in a Saturday detention. Doesn't help that half of the employees called in 'sick' today. Maybe I'm just jealous and bitter. I did have a wonderful weekend though! We went to the lake on Saturday and couldn't have asked for better weather. Had a BBQ, soaked up some sun, went home and slept. I watched Trainspotting while I unpacked some more boxes. It was disturbing to say the least and the baby, TRAUMATIZING. Johnny Lee Miller is absolutely adorable though. On Sunday we went to the theater and saw Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End . I was a little 'iffy' about it because I had read it was over 2 1/2 hours long. The second one wasn't very good in my opinion, but I decided to give this one a ...
