I have a tendency to have very realistic, interactive, 3-D dreams.  All of
my college roommates and my fiance have told me so.  From the man who got
his head stuck in the elevator til it was cut off, to the ants in the bed,
to the bright orange salamander on the pillow, we've had quite a few wild
nighttime experiences.  (No, I'm not on drugs :-) )
 
Sean's favorite is the time when we were sharing a townhome and only had
Slinky and Gizmo.  One night I sat bolt upright in bed reaching for the
ceiling calling out "Oh, my God!  Get him down!" Sean woke up and asked
what was wrong, and I told him that Slinky was hanging from the ceiling
fan while it was on and we had to get him down before he fell.
 
Needless to say, Sean muttered a few expletives, pushed me back down and
told me to go back to sleep or else.  Funny thing was, I was asleep.  I
didn't remember it at all in the morning.
 
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Aileen & the Herd minus one Herdling
Slinky, Kyle, Noel, Sandy, & Rootie the beagle
Missing Gizmo so much. We love you, baby.
 
"And when they sing wind-songs, they whisper to us, don't miss me too much.
 The view is nice and I'm doing just fine." - Ashley
[Posted in FML issue 2942]