I had a dream last night that I sifted through a convenience store's box of Tootsie Pops and bought all of their Orange flavored ones, for no reason other then me adoring them. Then I froze my hand solid by sticking it in the "Dolphin Petting Pool" for an hour. The little buggers never even came near me. It then ended.

I've noticed that the pursuit for the perfectly plumped pillow tends to preoccupy my mind deep into the late PM hours.

I have never touched a dolphin, but I've always wanted to.