friday september 11

today i had a dream that i was playing one of those carnival-type games that requires you to toss a ball and knock over milk bottles. instead of milk bottles, however, the objects i was aiming at were beer bottles. and instead of a giant stuffed animal, my prize for knocking over the bottles was the bottles themselves. this seemed somewhat counterproductive, considering that each time i knocked one over, they smashed to the ground, spilling all the beer.