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Aug. 9th, 2009 10:18 amI was gonna post yesterday about Friday night's dream, but LJ seemed down most of yesterday.
So, my dream: I was hanging out with my friend Eric and somehow got talked into feeding a biker gang. And this is a harley riding, midwest gang, where the guys are old, gray, fat and grizzled. The women are over weight and skanky. And if a guy isn't old, he's a redneck. So Eric and I were trying to figure out where to go to get the food, wavering between McDonald's and Taco Bell, and I found out there were 200 bikers.
The garage sale went fine. Paul and I made $9.25. w00t. But the rest of the stuff that didn't sell is being taken to Goodwill by Blythe's mom, so at least it's not back in our basement.
Hot and humid today, and yesterday afternoon. I've been thinking about my friends on the ACT 7 ride all weekend. Hope they are doing well. The pictures being posted to Facebook are nice, it's good to see them on the ride.
So, my dream: I was hanging out with my friend Eric and somehow got talked into feeding a biker gang. And this is a harley riding, midwest gang, where the guys are old, gray, fat and grizzled. The women are over weight and skanky. And if a guy isn't old, he's a redneck. So Eric and I were trying to figure out where to go to get the food, wavering between McDonald's and Taco Bell, and I found out there were 200 bikers.
The garage sale went fine. Paul and I made $9.25. w00t. But the rest of the stuff that didn't sell is being taken to Goodwill by Blythe's mom, so at least it's not back in our basement.
Hot and humid today, and yesterday afternoon. I've been thinking about my friends on the ACT 7 ride all weekend. Hope they are doing well. The pictures being posted to Facebook are nice, it's good to see them on the ride.



