Warning: The following post contains graphic material which may not be suitable for queasy stomached individuals.

Last night I had one weird dream. I was in my house, in the downstairs basement bathroom, but since I've been gone my parents had (in my dream) renovated. There was now a tub, sink and toilet and was more roomier, rather than what it really has, just a toilet and sink.

I had taken a poo and flushed the toilet and exited the room. My brother called me back later to tell me that he had flushed the toilet because my first flush didn't do anything and the poo had come spilling out. So I went back down to inspect the damage and yes indeed there were little turds on the floor as well as a squishy wet floor.

Well, not having learned the first lesson I peeked into the toilet and there were still a few piece of poop floating around so I gave the toilet another flush and saw, with fascination that, because the lip of the seat was so low, and the water tended to rise with a flush, the little piece of poo would spin around, get caught on the lip of the seat and with momentum come flying out of the toilet. For some reason, my brother had left his school backpack in the room, so the flying poo flew out of the toilet and landed in that little area in front where you keep pencils and such.

Now, as I ran around, picking up my pieces of poo that were being launched around the room I was trying not to puke at the same time, but suddenly, from another room the tv started blaring. It was like a bad scene from poltergeist. But funny enough, the show that was playing was Perfect Strangers, you know, with Cousin Larry and Balki? So they start the music and I'm like, oh my god! I know that show and even in the dream I think to myself, I gotta remember the lyrics so I can sing it to Rich.

Then I woke up and I tried to remember the lyrics and all I could get was:

"Standing tall, on the wings of my dream.
Rise and fall, on the wings of my dream.

The rain and thunder
The wind and haze
I'm bound for better days.
It's my life and my dream,
Nothing's going to stop me now."

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What a great dream!!
Just kidding.
I think it's a metaphor for cleaning up the mess I made. Nice huh? The theme song comes from me singing the "Who's the Boss" theme song yesterday and the pencils was from me winning a pencil at the arcade.

K' gotta run. erm... walk
Me