Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Me, Steve, Kirk and Keith
Last night I had a dream that I was a monkey. Actually, everyone in my dream was a monkey. Only we still looked like humans. But we were monkeys. And we were bank robbers. We were planning our latest heist and dressing up in blue mechanics overalls when the police broke in to arrest us all. I hid in a closet and got ready to kick the first person who opened the door. He opened. I kicked. I missed. And got arrested.
On the way to the jail we broke loose and ran. We found the mysterious underwater sea gorilla (who actually was a black gorilla instead of a person who thought they were a gorilla) and genuflected as a subservient monkey should.
Then my cat woke me up. I said, “uh-huh” and she said, “meow-meow.” That was the end of my glorious career as a bank-robbing monkey.