Had a really weird sequence of dream images last night, check this out:
I went to see ‘Brokeback Mountain,’ and I was really surprised that most of the movie was actually about how the Harlem Globetrotters built Stonehenge. The forbidden love shared between two cowboys was just a throw-in in the last ten minutes…
Later at home, I was slicing square carrots in my bedroom, when all of a sudden I got a message from Tom Carr that the Emperor was demanding I make contact with him. I took a knee on the platform, and was about to ask, ‘What is thy bidding, my master?’ when a giant holographic image of Brett Favre sitting on a tractor appeared before me, and I decided that calling Brett ‘my master’ would sound really strange.