I had another one of those dreams again last night. You know the type! In this particular dream I was a noble and beloved hero that was adored by everyone.
It was really quite a good dream. I had solved the problem of global warming and the world threw me one hell of a party.
The solution?
Ice Cube Mondays!
Get it? All week, everyone would make a couple of trays of ice cubes and at the end of the week, bright and early on Monday morning, they would awake to the joyful feeling that can only come from playing ones part in saving humanity.
Ice Cube Mondays!
Everyone took their trays and scattered ice upon their lawn or in their driveways. Miraculously, the temperature of the planet dropped, and global warming was ended.
Now the specific-techno-scientific-human-reality type details about global warming did not take up any of my dream space. What did take up all of my dream space was the greatest party ever known—the Joe’s Our Hero for Saving the World Party!
Awesome party! Everyone was there including YOU!
I can’t wait to go to bed tonight…who knows, the party could still be going on!
Ice Cube Mondays—whoop whoop!
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