Only in dreams….

The night before last, I had a weird nightmare that the PTek transmitters I have at work right now kept ejecting vital components out the back vents.

Last night I had a dream where what I remember of it was petting a cat and small dog who both had beautiful Bengal cat markings. They both fell asleep all blissfully happy. Later I learned that they shared the role of CEO of some enormous corporation and their secretary mailed me a thank you note that was packed along with a clay tile they’d both left me paw prints in.

Fuck you.

It sadly came to our attention when our station staff started getting turned away at road blocks that some steaming pile of cat shit was using fake media passes to enter evacuation zones. Now the National Guard troops have been instructed to look for official passes….. which haven’t been distributed.

Whoever you are, fuck you. I hope you get a deep tissue massage with the business end of a Mercury 250 horsepower outboard motor running full throttle.