Wednesday, May 12, 2010

poker face

Last night I dreamt that I bought a baby sheep. Instead of a dog. And it needed diapars. And we took it swimming. And I wonder what Freud would say. Actually, I know what Freud would say. So maybe another dream interpreter. Like Joseph, of the Bible. With the coat. Technicolor dream coat. I guess I wonder what Donny Osmond would say.

1 comment:

Don't be shy.