I've been having some weird dreams lately. the last one that sticks on my mind from the other night, was so vivid! I was in France, (wonder if the Marans had to do with that?), and started to work on a, get this, Coporate Dairy Farm. ???? Huge silver barn, stuck out in the middle of nowhere. Went into work, dressed for, well, cows. All the people in the office and in the barn were dressed in business suits!
I guess I looked kind of odd to them, but they kept telling me, "you have a real proclivity for this job, you just need to dress better".
Really?? Do the cows care how I look?? How do you slosh around in the sludge with loafers and suits on?? They all just roared, and kept saying I had a proclivity for the job. It must've been the coporation new niche word, they kept telling me that. Got out to the barn, and there was no sludge, just tiled floors, clean cows, and a large grassy holding pen! Wow, I wish I could find that place! They paid really well, and served wine with lunch and breaks!!
How bizarre...


