My brain. I had a fencing dream earlier that included Father Calhoun, the man who brought you the JOs and the Yeti.
Last night, I was at a martial arts tournament with DM. DM because of the pandemic had all this time to get really swole. And he had a lot more hair, kind of that thick straight up villain look from the 1970s. It's all fragmenting at this point, but I was chasing him down the hill on roller blades and he was demonstrating some awesome skills and I could not keep up with him
***I was going to edit this to make it clearer that the dream included the Yeti and Father Calhoun but I have ruled against the change to keep the humor***
Last night, I was at a martial arts tournament with DM. DM because of the pandemic had all this time to get really swole. And he had a lot more hair, kind of that thick straight up villain look from the 1970s. It's all fragmenting at this point, but I was chasing him down the hill on roller blades and he was demonstrating some awesome skills and I could not keep up with him
***I was going to edit this to make it clearer that the dream included the Yeti and Father Calhoun but I have ruled against the change to keep the humor***
As a matter of fact, my anger does keep me warm