Random Ninjaness

I dreamed I was a member of the secret brotherhood of lawn-mowing ninjas, and we went to mow my grandma’s grass during an annual family get-together but my dad beat us to it.  Then I was in this maze building and I couldn’t find the mini-ninja and I couldn’t decide which stairway to go down, plus my lawn mower wouldn’t fit.  Then we went to a ballgame where a fight broke out but nobody saw who started it, and the whole city was there and nobody could leave until we cleaned up the wine glasses I broke.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: