Crosseyed Arty

Dreams are just weird. I dreamed about being in the Boston Marathon, while using a car to cheat the whole way there. Then, I went to one of my friends house and fought his mother. Police came, arrested the mom, but not me. Then, somehow I ended up on a baseball field, probably the world series. As the players were playing, there was a pickle happening between third base and home. The guy managed to get back to third, but both of the players had their pants down. I was laughing hysterically. Then, I came up on a tennis court with Oprah. She swung the racket at the net and it flew into the audience. Again, laughing hysterically. Then, I woke up.