Saturday, September 22, 2007


Last night I had a very memorable dream that I would like to share:

I was at the mall and it was closing so I was trying to hurry and get the rock outta there. I walked by that damn cookie place Great American Cookie I always walk by but this time there was no way I could resist. So, I got a double doozie (two m&m cookies with frosting in the middle), a cookie that looked like Big Bird, a cookie that looked like Oscar the Grouch, and then they gave me a bonus "Ice Cream Basket." This thing was like the baskets you get burgers in (or popcorn if you are at Frogtown Johnnies), and it was filled with ice cream and butterfinger pieces. Basically, it was my favorite type of ice cream concoction and it was literally a mountain of ice cream rivaling the ice cream creation Napoleon devoured in Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure.

So, I am on my way out of the mall with my cookies and my ice cream basket when some little sh$% comes running by me and knocks it out of my hand. SADNESS! Then the escalator grabs my favorite white sweatshirt and sucks it under the belt and stops the whole thing. I get ejected from the mall without my favorite sweatshirt and the ice cream basket is all over the floor.

Depressing dream right? Or maybe I need therapy. Honk if you love ice cream.


A. said...

Honk! Honk!

Two/Dos Pretzels said...


And I think I would have went postal on the little butt-head that knocked everything out of your hand.

(A slice of cookie cake with chocolate on it sounds amazing right now. A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.)

I used to always get those from C. for my birthday. Yum.

Anonymous said...

Beep beep muthafucka!!!

my new fave: the cake kind at "the shipwreck"... it has little poofy pillsbury cake squares in it... yellow cake with sprinkles.