Monday, February 15, 2010

Presidential Dreamin' (On such a winters day...)

Strangely enough, on the night before President's Day, who should appear in my dream? Pres. Barack Obama. That's right. At the casino where I'd been moments before playing $2 blackjack with Stayner at a table using heart-shaped chips (So many holidays combining in one dream, I know!), suddenly a group of my friends were all eating lunch. Actually eating lunch at the blackjack table. Even our dealer was taking a lunch break with us. And that's when the Commander-in-Chief showed up. To eat lunch with us. And the first lady (almost called her Sister Obama). And what was the president eating, you might ask? A Subway sandwich. "$5 Footlong?", we inquired. No. Apparently in Las Vegas they charge more than $5 (at least in my dream version of Las Vegas), like DC/NY/Alaska that are always in the fine print on those ads. He was pretty upset about it.

I so wanted to get him with a good zinger, like "Maybe it's time for sandwich reform", or something, but at the time I drew a complete blank. Dang it. Even now, I haven't been able to come up with anything I really like. Oh well, maybe I'll have one ready for next year's dream.


Julie said...

What are the chances? That is hilarious!

Brandon said...

hmmm... that's weird you would dream about Vegas... should we hit up Wendover next week?