Ever have those dreams where you wake up and your borderline scared to death, but almost want to laugh at the ridiculousness of it?

That is exactly what happened to me in the middle of the night last night.

So here it is…

I was walking along Capitola Beach all alone ( of course ) when I turn around and there is a giant Tyrannosaurus Rex standing there smiling at me.

What are you going to do? You’re gonna run and scream of course. Even if the damn dinosaur just says “HEEEEEAAAYYYYY” in the most friendly and sociable of ways. So I take off running down the beach, in slow motion, hardly moving style (sort of reminded me of Jim Carry in Dumb, Dumb and …), because well this isn’t a very big beach and what would be the point of running anyways, I’m lunch right?!

I digress…. well as I continue to run I end up falling down a black hole. Next thing I know I’m floating in black space. There is NOTHING, and I mean NOTHING around me.

What happens then? I point my finger, my nail grows like a claw, and I rip my own stomach open and start pulling all the fat from my body. ( Yes, GROSS. I know. )

Then I take that fat and start running around in circles, with it held high up in the air for all the world to see, and screaming how I was VICTORIOUS!

I promptly wake up going WTF? and trying not to laugh because the whole thing is just ridiculous.

I sat there for awhile wondering what the hell is going on in my head. Then I just realized, I must have mistakenly had Bath Salts for dinner, and that is where the dream came from.

Psychology folks and dream experts… have fun with that one!