strange dreams

 So last night, Thax mentioned in passing that apparently Elon Musk is couch surfing with some milllionaire buddies here in Austin rather than having his own place. My dreaming brain generated a dream where the millionaire friend wrote an 'open letter' published in the Statesman and online, complaining that Elon was a bad houseguest and his worst thing was that apparently he would just leave his dog with the millionaire, and the millionaire was saying that it wasnt' fair to the dog, and it wasn't fair to the millionaire's kids and dog, who were getting very attached to Elon's dog.

 

Then my dream changed a bit and I was headed to Vegas with my aunt Lynn & my aunt Cora. I had pink hair and a really cool umbrella that has fiber optic threads in it that made it light up in kind of a streaming rain pattern down the sides of the umbrella. I was showing it to Elon, and he tried to close it and ended up breaking it. We both just pretended it wasn't broken and went on about our lives. I think he was embarassed that he'd broken it and for some reason I didn't want to draw attention to his mistake or yell at him about it.

 

Wierd. Because I think in RL I'd totally yell at him. Just for being him.

 

My dream brain is wierder and nicer than my awake brain.

And then in Vegas I played a slot machine that was a Ms Pac Man video game that would pay out if you won in the game. cool :)