My dreams have been so random and off the wall lately, I don't even know what the heck's going on in there. Velociraptors and Obama both made an appearance, in the same dream. And no, the raptors did not eat the President.
No, in fact, they weren't even dangerous... their weapon of choice was sticks. Big huge man-eating dinosaurs who could in fact have eaten us, but they did not. They tried to hit us with sticks, which we took away and then they left.
At least with the President, it was sort of in the right time zone, I mean, there was a lot of talk about the upcoming election. Even though for whatever reason, he, VP Biden, their wives, a few Secret Service Agents and I were in a warehouse. But it was a very nicely decorated warehouse, all done up with banners for President Obama, his campaign slogans and all.
I don't remember all of the details, but this bit did stick out in my head when I woke up. I walked up to the president, knowing that I am in the military and could get in trouble for what I was going to say. I said to him "Mr President, I say this with the greatest possible respect..." (and what's more, I actually meant it.) "I can't even fully criticize you for it, because it seems it's something that a lot of politicians are guilty of. But Mr. President, how exactly does spending so much of your money on campaign ads that do nothing but slam Mitt Romney convince America that you are right for the job? I would love to see an ad that explains what your plans are to fix the economy, the country."
And he smiled, nodded, and said I had a very good point and that he would consider it.
Yeah, my head is just bouncing all over the place... I think it needs to stop.
