Two night ago, in my dream, I was the mayor.
And apparently I figured out how to run the city in a blackout because I had no memory of it whatsoever. People in the dream just kept telling me, "You're the mayor!"
Which makes me think that I should write the essay that Sunny wants me to after all - Top Ten Things I Like To Do In A Blackout - and put BECOME THE MAYOR on top.
My sleeping brain is wildly overcompensating for my anxiety of not being very useful right now.
At the end of the dream, I decided to believe what people were saying and walked down the street and introduced myself to someone with a firm handshake, "Mayor Roncker," which I'm taking to be either a) a prophesy that it's time for a career change or b) a sign that on most days I need to do more than read, write, and watch two Karate Kid movies back to back in order to feel productive.
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you're such a fabulous distraction from "assessment professional development meetings". notice the ass in that sentence. and the quotation marks. teaching is soooo awesome.
i would definitely move back to the nati if you were mayor.
and what, exactly, is so wrong with back to back karate kid movies? sounds like a perfect wednesday afternoon to me. but then again i've gotten so rotund that the only karate chopping i can do is couch-side.
save some room on your sofa for me and a grouchy pitbull.
Wait, were you the mayor during the blackout of '03? Man, that was fun.
wait do you mean drinking-induced blackout or energy crisis blackout? just curious.
Oh, you're so funny Rev. Roncker. While I've certainly had my fair share of the former, I was referring to the latter - the whole "oh my god the entire northeast has no power, now let's PARTY!" incident of August 2003.
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