I was so happy this morning because I knew I had an awesome story to post on my blog, but as I wandered around this morning getting ready for work, I realized that it didn’t actually happen. It was a dream I had last night.
It started off being about winning the lottery or fighting zombies (I can’t remember which, but both were somehow a factor), and inexplicably ended up with me attending a family reunion. It was at this family reunion that I found out I was somehow related to Miley Cyrus (aka: Hannah Montana). We hung out, ate turkey and played video games. Believe me, it was a blast!
Anyway, this morning I was going to post this awesome photo of Hannah Montana and I playing Guitar Hero 3 (or maybe it was Rock Band), but seeing that it didn’t actually happen this blog post will have to go without an image - until I have time to photoshop an photo of me and Miley.
[UPDATE!]: I just got this message from my pal Kerry in NZ: “The attached pic is what your Hannah Montana dream might have looked like!”
Actually, this photo makes it look way more rad - although I probably did have that dumb expression on my face in my dream as well and just didn’t realize it.
