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![]() I never expected that I'd have a dream about, of all things, POLYTRACK!
I had settled into my "rack" last night and kinda dozed off. Coulda been the meatballs or the garlic..I don't know. So, the dream went something like this... I was walking down a road. It was made of wax coated sand and other stuff that found a better use than the local landfill. Each step, I sunk to my ankles. Then I come across some "cappers"...all shaking their heads like sideways bobbleheads, saying bad words. Right there by the side of the road sat the Michelin man. He said, "My buddy, Trixie Shorter, here and I have a good one in the 6th. Can you spot me a five?" I say, "Naw!!" and start running, but I can't get a grip. So after I fall down and the Pillsbury Doughboy helps me to my feet, I trip over a little horse like thing called eohippus. At that point, I woke up, sweating like crazy. Whewww...enough meatballs and garlic for a while. |