this morning

I dreamt last night that I threw an egg at George Herbert Walker Bush.

We were in a big green field. There was a crowd. It was some sort of field day. We were all supposed to partner up for an egg toss. I couldn't find a partner. The leader, a woman with a megaphone, had everyone without a partner come to the front of this crowd of hundreds. I was hesitant, not wanting everyone to see that I had no friends. Up at the front, everyone without a partner was assigned a celebrity of some sort. I got a former president, looking especially frail, with Barbara trailing around behind him. We were successful with the first toss. As we both stepped back in preparation for the second, my alarm went off.

damn alarm.