So, Friday night I get ack in to Tucson at 10 PM after a couple of days in Illinois at a conference. I was completely exhausted from traveling and hadn't eaten all day. So, I go home, have some food and a couple of beers and go to bed at about midnight. I kept thinking to myself that I needed to be up by 1:00 so I could listed to the game (because when I'm tired, I can sleep for days...). As it turned out, I didn't wake up until a little after 1:30, and as I was getting out of bed I could not stop thinking about a dream I had that night (or morning, whichever you prefer). I don't remember any details of the dream, but the one thing that I did remember was that I kept seeing the score "Western Michigan 9, Bowling Green 6." I was totally confused by this as I was walking to my computer to turn it on, but then, well - we all know what happened.
I still have been a little freaked out by this dream, primarily because I am not one to remember my dreams. This one stuck for some reason, though, and it preceeded one of the most inexplicable Falcon losses I have ever been privy to. I have been trying to forget just about everything from Saturday, but this has not stopped bugging me. So, what do you all make of it?
Just remember, don't throw rocks at the stupid kid - that is just plain not nice.
I other (related?) news, the sun is really hot in Arizona.
From the halls of ivy...
It is not my intention to do away with government. It is rather to make it work - work with us, not over us; stand by our side, not ride on our back. Government can and must provide opportunity, not smother it; foster productivity, not stifle it. ~
Ronald Reagan
