Griffon and the Gipper
I had a dream on Tuesday night. Long story short, Griffon was sitting on this leather couch, in a darkly decorated room (think smoking room circa 1940s) with Ronald Regan. I went over and sat with him, petted my cat and realized that it was just a dream. So I decided to stay for a long time and hang with Griffon. I didn't say anything to Ronald Regan, because I didn't care about him. I just wanted to hang with the kitty.I have always been able to do that in dreams, so its not all that big of a deal that I was able to stay. What is strange is Griffon keeping company with the Gipper. I thought that was great. Sometimes, one must wonder where imagination leaves off and that crazy other dimension begins. It seems to far fetched for me to have a dream about that.
posted by Metalmeredith @ 9:05 AM
1 Comments:
Maybe he was there to teach the Gipper. What a cool dream though. Glad you got to hang out with him. Shhhh little secret, I like to believe those are less dreams and more visits. Either way, what a great way to spend the night, with Griffon not the former pres.
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