This post has nothing to do with Aerosmith… or Brian Benben.<\/p>\n
I don’t follow dreams much, I remember a few of the freakier ones, even from years and years ago, I can remember a few of my weirder dreams, but I don’t get into “what the hell does this mean?” with them.<\/p>\n
All I know is that when I have a dream that I’m pulling a pair of shorts with the belt still included and my digital camera (case and all) out of the dryer, it’s not a good thing. I’m glad I woke up before I started pulling out puppies.<\/p>\n
(And for the record, the camera appeared to be broken, but it may have just been a matter of leaving the lens cap on. I know you were all concerned.) Fortunately, there were no bills this time, just shiny cleaned up plastic. <\/p>\n No cameras or puppies, either.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" This post has nothing to do with Aerosmith… or Brian Benben. I don’t follow dreams much, I remember a few of the freakier ones, even from years and years ago, I can remember a few of my weirder dreams, but I don’t get into “what the hell does this mean?” with them. All I know … Continue reading Dream On…<\/span>
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\nUPDATE:<\/strong>Now I’m freaked out. Moments after I wrote that post, I started a load of laundry. Then I went to the store. Got halfway to the store and realized I didn’t have my “wallet” (actually a money clip with any necessary cards\/bills\/etc.). Turned around and sure enough, they were scattered in the washer. <\/p>\n