Sweet dreams

Sometimes it isn't until something happens that I remember my dreams. Like today, for instance, someone at work brought up my one and only column I had written for the paper. I rarely talk to this guy, so it was interesting that he brought it up. He knew from my column that I had graduated from UD and had asked me when I went there. That's when I zinged to my dream I had last night.

I was at some crowded YMCA or something and I think I was being chased? So this person is chasing me and asks for my name. And I say Jennifer and before I can get to my last name this random woman who works there yells out my name and random facts. I was like, "What? How do you know?" And this woman, who was big and black, was like, "Honey, I read your column! It was good. You should write more."

So I took my dream and that guy from work as a sign that I should probably write more in a column. Because even though it seems like no one is reading it, it's probably not true.

So I turned in a column today that was about how much technology we have, and yet we can't get a vending machine to work. Ridiculous. My editor also thought I was ridiculous for writing it, but I think it will bring some smiles to the readers. And that's all I care about.

That's So Shway ... or not

Okay, my brother and I saw this infomercial yesterday and we started cracking up. It's probably a decent product, but the infomercial makes the girls look silly in some of the clips. The best part is when they have three girls all with big hair looking at the camera. It's called a Bumpit and it's for your hair to puff it up. Go to the website and watch the video they have on there. http://www.bighappiehair.com/