Last night I wrote a practical joke INSIDE a dream.
In the dream I am having dinner with two gentlemen at my house. My wife in the dream is some Japanese woman. She brings out a large frozen steak to the table on a plate and tells the guests that I can cook the steak in only 3 seconds.
One of the men exclaims, "that's impossible."
I replied, "Not if you cook it at 25,000 degrees."
We all laugh and the other man asks, "yes, but, Fahrenheit or Centigrade?"
I replied, "Does it really matter?" and we laugh again.
Last Friday I was saying "... some agua ..." as part of a reminder of what to bring to work, but it came out "smog-gua".
I thought, "smogua could be a Spanglish word for acid rain." But my water is destined for the Keurig machine, so it is going to be Keurigua.
Two new wet words in one incident, a bonus.
Strange Discovery: A towel can be an eXcellent fly swatter. I accidentally dropped a towel on a fly and killed it just now. I wasn't even trying.
I can teLL I am too tired, there were way too many typo's that I just corrected. If I missed any that is even more proof.