Now this is strange: I overslept this morning. Didn't even wake up until 7:30. For me that's unheard of. I'm usually up by
Woke up from a dream of the flexible elastic stretching metal robot, made of steel, stretching and flattening out and rolling up like a piano roll. Earlier in the night I dreamed I traveled back in time to grill one of the worser grade school teachers I had— "Now, why did you do that? What justification did you think you had?"— then I cleared out right before she accidentally set off the cataclysmic explosion, KABOOM! Cleared out via a "time machine" which was like an Internet hyperlink, I mean I clicked on the link to go to another era in time, sort of like clicking on the link to go to another website.
Oh well. This is my day off. It snowed last night. I overslept. Time for breakfast, followed by a slow and leisurely day.