Sam’s Strawberry and my odd Dreams

Yesterday Sam went over to Danei’s house for some felt crafting while Jason and I worked.  They made felt food’s for Harvey to play with.  Naturally Sam was amazing at it (she used to make felt dolls in the past).  Her strawberry, it came out pretty awesome.

Felt Strawberry Awesomeness
Felt Strawberry Awesomeness

After that we got some tacos from Taco Tontos.  Taco Tontos is Sam’s favorite restaurant from college in Kent.  It would basically be like Mighty Taco or Jim’s Steak Out opening a franchise here (please… please open a franchise here).   So we got to relive her college days by going to the newly opened Taco Tonto’s in Lakewood.  It was fantastic.  Sam had a sweet potato burrito and I have a chicken one.  Nice, super filling meal.

Of course I feel like Taco Tonto’s helped with my strange dream.  I had some dream where I was with two other people in some mountain monestary.  The chick in our group (reminded me of Lela from Futurama) was beating up monks.  She beat one up and then found a rope dangling down next to him.

She said “Remember what that other dead monk said, ‘the bells rings nine times for heaven.'”  She pulled on the rope once and a door in the wall opened.  At this point I realized the guy with us was Kevin (from high school and Hawaii wedding fame).  There was a gas generator at the top of the stairs and I light it.

We went down the stairs and came to a huge bomb shelter with super long hallways.  One shelf was filled with just guns.  I knew there would be trouble so I picked up a sawed off rifle.  Unfortunately it was empty and I couldn’t find bullets.  As we walked There massive stockpiles of weapons and food.  All freshly kept up.  We were a long way from the stairs when we heard a group of people behind us.  Whomever they were…. we started running.  I wanted to fire my gun, but remembered there were no bullets, and upon further inspection the barrel had been folded in on itself.  Who ever sawed it off did a pretty crappy job because the barrel was blocked.

And then I woke up…..

Damn you Taco Tonto’s.  Your tasty food causes weird dreams.

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