Dream 1

Live, Laugh, Love, and Laura is the title of my blog. So far I have written about myself, life and hopefully love. But I've yet to bring you laughter. Well, let me hopefully remedy that.

I don't know about you, but my dream life is CRAZY. I wake up most days laughing hysterically. Last night was no different. Enjoy.

I was a pizza delivery driver. But I wasn't just any pizza delivery driver. I was a barefoot, ninja, lawnmower driving, pizza delivery driver.

I was sent out to delivery pizza to...Bill Clinton?

Yes, folks. Out of all the people I could dream about taking a pizza to, I subconsciously pick former president Bill Clinton. Not hottie Ryan Reynolds or my all time fav Paul McCartney. No Bill Clinton. Wow. Maybe I should seek counseling.

Anyway...Back to the dream.

In the process, I am warned by my ninja guru, Peter Fonda (Don't ask), of impeding danger. This danger included drunk riots, rabid dogs, and angry Asian housewives.

Why angry ASIAN housewives? I don't know. That's the part of the dream when I realized I was a ninja. I guess my subconscious likes to stereotype.

But sadly Billy Boy never got his large pepperoni pizza. After kicking the Asian housewives booty, I crashed my lawnmower and woke up.

I guess he gets a free one next time. :)

Hilarious! At least to me it is.

I feel very fortunate to have such wild dreams. In some ways it adds to the joy in my life. I watch and participate in a new movie every night. That movie is always entertaining and action packed.

The only downside...I'm exhausted when I wake up. Afterall, barefoot, ninja, lawnmower, pizza delivery is exhaustive!