The very last dream I had before I woke up this morning was a spring training dream. I was checking out hotel facilities and prices. Weird!
The dream before that was a work dream. Dreadful! Something about people working overtime even though they don’t work there anymore. Yeah, weird!
One of the lists I’m on is getting political. I am all for debating back and forth about issues that will eventually affect all of us, but why would you want to do it on a Xena list? I know, just hit the “delete” button, but geez! If I wanted to hear political opinions, I would join a political email group, right? But since I want to hear about Xena-related stuff, I joined a Xena list. Perhaps I should be thankful for the non-entertainment stuff on the entertainment list, but I’m not.
