Speaking of Dreams....

Some time ago (as in within this past year) I had a dream that I was deep sea fishing. Fishing for sharks. Beside me was a bucket filled with bloody baby parts. I would bend over and scoop out little arms, legs and what-have-yous and gleefully splatter the ocean red with them. I distinctly remember throwing a particularly intact baby into the ocean. It was split plumb down the middle with one arm, leg and eye. As I threw the bloody thing overboard a great white shark's maw surfaced and snapped up the baby into really small pieces. It scared the hell out of me and I immediately woke up, what with this close up view of a great white's mouth in my head. But as I lie in bed under a single thin sheet and a whirring fan over head the shark's teeth soon faded from my mind and I got to thinking "chummig with babies.... what the...?"

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Chad Van Gaalen