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Monday, March 2, 2009

Vegas Dreams and WWC ...

Before we get to the WWC I have to tell you about my dream the other night. It kind of features Tink, and since Tuesday is Tink Day, I figured today was the day to tell the dream.

So a whole bunch of us were in Vegas for a big blog party. Or we just happened to all be there at the same time. at least. I don't who all was there, but it was a pretty good crowd. Some of the highlights ...

Carmen was out lovely and charming host, of course.

Knight was singing for us. It was really beautiful too!

Lu, Brad and Scarlet were all up on a table tops dancing. Fully clothed, unfortunately. ;-)

Dana had won some pretty decent money at Blackjack.

Matt-Man and Schmoop were saving money by carrying their own Wild Irish Rose in paper bags and drinking from the bottle. They're frugal like that I guess.

Anyway, at some point a bunch of left and went somewhere. I'm guessing it was a strip club, but I don't remember. The whole time we were there the tequila, wine and beer were all flowing freely. And we were all having a REALLY good time.

Except Tink. Tink wasn't happy for some reason and it was my fault. I knew it was my fault because Tink kept saying "This is all your fault" while pointing at me. Then she would say "You're responsible for Hoop. If Hoop doesn't get home, I'm blaming you!"

I know I said "I'm not his mother" at least once, but Tink wasn't having any of it. "You're responsible!"

Anyway, I lost Hoop. So I finally decided I was going to bed. When I got to the elevators to go up to my room Chelle was there and she was PISSED! "Tink is going to be so mad at you! You lost Hoop! You're responsible for him!"

So Chelle and I took off looking for Hoop and finally found him. We got him upstairs and to his room and then Chelle told me "Now go to bed!" and stomped off down the hall to her room.

That's when I woke up and had to pee. When I went back to bed I started dreaming about, um, other things that I was doing with other people.

So anyway, now that I've typed it all out and re-read it, it all seems really weird. Aaaaaaaaand just a bit creepy. Sorry about that.

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