- Posted September 13, 2013 by
Obama in my dreams.
Warning; There is nothing serious or earth shattering here. I'm just sharing a dream I had last night.
So for the first time.
The very first time..
I dreamed about our president...Obama...Yes, he entered my dreams without a pass.
Please keep in mind the control of who shows up or what happens in my dreams could probably produce enough power to shut down every coal energy producing plant in our fair nation..(Go Rose)....Maybe even export some leftover energy to China...Their response hopefully being the end of everything communist in nature.
Back to my dream...
Makes no sense....as usual.
I figure if I put it up it becomes a part of recorded history.
Enter My Dream.
> I'm mowing grass.
Lots of grass.
Like I always do.
My lawnmower runs out. I check the garage and I find nothing. I'm on empty.
I venture out to locate gas so I can, as a responsible caretaker, finish the job.
I come upon my neighbor several doors down.
Oh look!...It's PRESIDENT Obama....I drive up and notice they are having a celebration....or party......A BBQ..
First person I encounter is Michelle Obama....She's the cook in my dreams....Making and grilling hamburgers and hotdogs. Wonderful smile. Thinking maybe I should take a break and eat. I can smell the hamburgers searing and wonder to myself should she flip them?
Off I go to get the gas.
Obama has a large overrhead gasoline storage tank....
"Sure Neighbor" he says. "Get what ya need"
I'm thinking what a frickin nice neighbor Obama is..Giving me gas and everything.
Back at my place now....Fill the tank and now my riding lawnmower still won't start...No matter how hard I try.
I look closer. There seems to be water in this gas!
So I return. Michelle's still on the grill.
President Obama..."You gave me bad gas" I say..
Former president Bush who is attending the BBQ comes over and says "Just pour out what you have and fill it up again" "You probably should have mixed it up before you poured the first batch"
So I go over to refill..
Obama says "Stop!"
"Let me see this gas that you say is bad"
He looks down into the gas and says "You got love-bugs in your gas!" That's why it's bad.
I look into the gas container and he's right!
What the heck?
President Bush speaks up and says; "Pour it out and then you have new gas
OR ""You could strain it" "This would remove the lovebugs and give you clean gas!"
Former president Bush is so smart in my dream.
So I proceed as instructed by a former president.
*Stop!* again...President Obama says.
(At this point I'm tiring of my position in presidential ping pong...(i'm the ball))
You can not pour your gas back into my gas because you have love bugs in your gas..
Geezz,,,I never thought of that.
I don't want to corrupt Obama's gas...
I contemplate and think..lol.
Then Obama says "Use a strainer to filter out the love bugs" "Then your gas will be clean and you can add it back to the larger container"
So I obeyed BOTH presidents and did so.
My lawnmower worked great after that.
Thank You President Obama.
PS...I woke up wanting to taste your wife's cheeseburgers but never got the chance...