Captain's Log

If you know me, you know that I dislike "Dream" posts. The "I had such a weird dream last night" posts that usually include stuff like your old boyfriend and your grandma at your elementary school and all sorts of other stuff that I don't know and/or don't care about. If you make posts like that, rest assured that I am only scanning it to see if I'm mentioned by name and then I move on.

So as a general rule, I don't post about my own dreams as I am sure that YOU care as much about the wood shop in MY high school being decorated like my uncle's house just as much as I care about YOURS.

But this one... this one is special. And I'll keep all the boring details out of it, okay?

In this dream, khristle and I were staying at DISNEYLAND.

A knock on our door in the middle of the night. I answered it (nude) and discovered it was BRUCE CAMPBELL.

And he wanted me to organize his COMIC BOOK COLLECTION for him.

I woke up with a huge ( Cut for those with sensitive constitutions and high morals )