Man, I had the "dopest" dream this morning. I was hanging out with Dennis "America's Congressman" Kucinich and he was all trying to find a new campaign manager. I'm pretty sure he was back to running for president (like he should be). Well, guess who he picked. That's right. Me. So I'm all stoked because I'm hanging out with the one person I most admire aside from folks I personally know. Then I get this cool job with him. Then I proceed to mess it all up and it becomes a weird work dream. Somehow I screw up an offer on his house and am hanging at my bosses house when crazy robbers come in. I'm freaked out because I have all my cool Kucinich stuff I don't want stolen so I try to casually hide it from view. I guess I shouldn't watch Bill Moyers right before bed.
On a side note, it's gonna be a pretty sweet day when sometime in the hereafter Blah and I get to hang out and have dinner with Kucinich and Hugh Nibley. Nibley is Blah's "Kucinich" and I tell you what, Hugh and Dennis would get along like two peas in a pod. The four of us would have a great time.
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