Where is my mind?
Our friend Owen is in town so we've been staying up a bit late.  We went to sleep at 1:00 AM and I woke up this morning at 8:00 AM.  The reason for this was a bit crazy.  I was dreaming Uncle Fester was trying to sexually assault me.  Not an actor, or someone who looks like him.  It was The Uncle Fester.  I was punching him to keep him away, but he kept trying to grope me.
It was really strange and I ended up finding a hatchet on the bathroom sink (not ours, I'm not sure whose house we were in, The Addams home maybe).  I had to hit him in the back of the head with the hatchet.  After hitting him 2-3 times with the back side of the hatchet I woke up.  I laid there for about 45 minutes but could not fall back asleep.  So I got up and started a pot of coffee.  How's that for an interesting and exciting start of your day?
What was all that about?
On another note we were talking with a Realtor and she mentioned "cooking a house".  I had never heard of this but apparently it's a way to commit insurance fraud.  She said they spray the bottoms of the walls with water, then they turn up the heater to about 80-90 degrees and leave for 2 weeks.  Apparently the heat and moisture will cause a lot of mold.  Now in my opinion, if you are smart enough to think up that scheme, you should be smart enough to teach science.
    
    


2 Comments:
Uncle Fester? Really?
Yes indeed. Very unimpressive!
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