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Speaking of a nap, and since there's not much being posted here as it should be, I won't be wasting your time if I tell you about the dream I had in that quick nap while sitting in front of my computer screen.

I started to dream. One of the Scrooge's (Charles Dickens) ghost of the present picked me up and brought to a room in a building of a beautiful structure. It had an exquisite looking, round shaped, polished oak table. At that table sat five men. My ghost friend and I could see them but they couldn't see us.

Four of these five men were big in stature and were dressed in the finest suits ever made, The other was a smaller man dressed in a suit jacket but had nothing on from the waist down. Three of these fine looking gentlemen had a drink in their hand of the smoothest whiskey ever fermented. They were crushing up sheets of paper in their hands and tossing the paper like the ball at a garbage basket in the corner, and laughing each time one makes the shot. The other guy had a headlock on the smaller person. The smaller person seemed to be much more sensitive and law-abiding and was arguing with the bigger guy. He finally gave in though because of the pressure put on him by the bigger guy. We could see the smaller person was very caring for his fellow man but had to give in because he didn't have the balls (as witnessed because he had no pants on) and wrong ruled over right on that day.

My ghost then took me to the wastebasket and pulled out a ball of the paper that was being tossed in there. I unwrapped the ball and flattened it out. My name was signed on the bottom line as in some kind of protest? 
Then, all of a sudden my ghost commanded that there be loud thunder and an earthquake. I thought we were all going to hell. It shook me to the core.
My eyes popped open to discover that it was only my wife shaking me and saying in a rather loud voice "here's that cup of hot tea you wanted, my dear."

God bless her heart. There are still some good people left in this very quickly changing world...LOL..

. And I can still tell some stories that closely resemble the truth, the truth being a very rear commodity those days but not a very good investment...Take care all. Sorry for boring you and wasting your time with my "dream" story...... I don't mean to diminish the situation but sometimes we have to step back for a minute and breathe and smile if at all possible?