In my dream I am completely stressed
UncleDucey: I’ve got a great idea! I’ve got a $20 room at the casino. Let’s go!
this sounds like torture to me but the house is falling apart like, water damage from rain? but, I’ve checked and the roof looks to be in solid shape and pipes haven’t burst. I don’t know what is making the house fall apart and it is too dangerous to stay.
UncleDucey: I just want to show you how to gamble a bit, it’ll be great!
I know that the casino takes dogs because in conscious reality Ducey learned this about a year ago and since then, for some reason, it has been a goal of his to take Jazz on vacation to the casino. (The Whale and the Hound- my next children’s book)
I am standing in a beautiful suite of rooms. Ducey is on a couch getting comfortable.
me: This is one of the rooms that can have dogs?
UncleDucey: well, it is a thing they do here.
me: this room though? you asked about bringing a dog? Jazz can be in THIS ROOM?
me: you have to call the front desk and ask. otherwise we can’t stay.
UncleDucey: yes, hello. I was wondering. Is this the room with the big beautiful breezes? Yes, I thought so. thank you.
hangs up phone
me: I noticed that you didn’t ask about dogs.
as I was waking up it was becoming very clear that Jazz and I needed another place to stay.
In my awake. I’m not really awake yet-
thehotneighbor saw me in a very special outfit. The outfit included my snow boots, neon orange sleep shorts (so hunters don’t accidentally shoot me), my hair was doing the Conan O’Brien big swoop thing, and since Jazz was dragging me through shrubbery I probably also had twigs, birds, and small mammals nested in there.