This morning was fairly interesting for a couple of reasons. I don’t have weight training class in the morning, but I still like to work out around 8:15. So I wanted to wake up at 7:30, but apparently I didn’t set my cell phone/alarm clock. Before I woke up I had a dream that I clearly remember. The set up was like this:

-Yesterday I talked with Raymondo about housing prices and how you could score great deals in the Southwest.

-I have been thinking about who I could live with out of all the homies.

The dream proceeded to be like this:

-The first part I remember clearly (I am certain there was more craziness before this) was in a buffet-style restaurant somewhere in the South, or possibly Arizona area. Arizona because I had an interview with Honeywell and was told I would have to move to Phoenix.

-I am at the restaurant with Raymond, who knows why (possibly hidden feelings??), and we are getting food.

-The first food item I notice is a black piece of pizza, yes black. As it turns out this pizza has 60 different hot sauces on it. Raymond orders a piece for each of us. Thanks.

-I guess the pizza was just and optional add-on, the rest of the plate contains deep fried fish, some sort of potato cake, and some sort of shredded ham or other meat.

-So we get our food and the bill comes out to around $35, maybe. And I rush to pay before Raymond can.

And thats all I can remember for sure. I wake up, no alarm, but I realize that maybe I didn’t set my alarm and check my phone, and the time is 7:26. It’s called discipline people.

Today a co-worker brought in some Beard Papa’s creme puffs. If you do not know what they are it is time to learn. They are not that different from previous Japanese creme pastries I have had, but they are so perfectly done it was like eating a whole different dessert.

That is it for now, NO Shotgun review coming soon, also review of NO Shotgun DVD coming as well.