Friday

This Fucking sucks!!!

We are supposed to fly out to Seattle tomorrow morning and now we are in the middle of a snowy No’erester. God damn fake storm names. Snow storm/Rain storm. Storm all acceptable names. No’erester my ass.

The predictions are at about 6-8 inches of snow. Grand. Hopefully our flight will only be delayed briefly.

So I had a bizarre dream last night. I was at an amusement park, and all of a sudden I was in a pickup game of volleyball against the elderly. Including former President George H.W. Bush and former first lady Barbara Bush. My team won. Then we were all loaded into busses. I went to talk to Mrs. Bush, who was wearing this very formal blue dress, but was all-flush and her hair was all out of control, consistent with having just played volleyball. I was telling her that this is going to make a great story for my blog.

She asked what a blog was. But before I could say anything, she said was it something that people who think they are real writers do to fool themselves into thinking they are actually writers. I tried to convince her that’s not the case and that I work in publishing.

We got to this giant church, where there was this elaborate ceremony going on. With people dressed in full royal military regalia and what not. And then I woke up.

It’s snowing harder now. This fucking sucks.

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