file under: DREAMS

I hate people who talk about their dreams, but I just had a funny one that I'll share.

This morning I dreamed I was walking near a swamp and there was a woman holding a baby. I was holding a styrofoam container full of take out. We talked briefly, about what I don't know. But she started walking toward a crocodile hidden under the water. I yelled for her to stop but it was too late, the crocodile had surfaced and was running for them. I kicked into action and threw my take-out at him, which happened to be a huge BBQed chunk of beef. The croc devoured it, then rolled over and let me rub his belly. I showed off to the lady that I had control over the croc and manipulated it with a few Crocodile Dundee-esque "hang loose" hand maneuvers.

Then the crocodile talked to me in what sounded like a recording of a human voice. Sort of like how parrots talk. He told me that he had evolved past several of Piaget's stages of child development and now had a lot to say. I wanted to listen to him and make him my friend, but I woke up and was a half hour late for work.

It was damn worth it, though.