I fell asleep the other night, watching an old South Park episode. The one where Kenny gets killed by the Russian space station ,that crashes to earth and smashes him.
Apparently this triggered a dream. In my dream ,I was walking along the beach. I stumbled on,what turned out to be a lamp. I figured it washed up from the ocean. I thought it might be a magic lamp, so I rubbed it and made three wishes.
The next thing I know! There are beautiful women everywhere , I have piles of money, and a very soar neck.
What causes dreams, anyway?
Many different theories, nothing for sure. According to the Freudian school, dreams are the result of subconscious thoughts and desires. The other extreme attributes dreams to random "noise" in the neurons without special meaning.
My understanding is that dreams are made out of many small parts of memory and imagination that get combined to form dream imagery. This is a process that runs both consciously and subconsciously. I don't know and leave to speculation the reason why this is so.
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"I love mathematics!!", Tom added.
One day I was walking at SanO when I kicked something in the sand. I bent down and dug it out. It was an Arabian Lamp. Of course, I rubbed it, the Genie popped out and said that 3 wishes were mine, but the Genie also cautioned me that whatever I wished for, the Blog Monitor would get double.
I didn't know what to do. Finally, I decided I could live with it. The Genie asked what was my first wish and I said a red Ferrari, and *poof* I got my Ferrari and the Blog Monitor instantly got two. My second wish was for $10 million and *poof* there it was at my feet and the Blog Monitor got $20 million. For the third and vital wish, I paused, then said to the Genie, "you know, I have always wanted to donate a kidney........"
Two-thirds of the world's eggplant is grown in New Jersey.
Oddly enough, I was born with FOUR kidneys!
25% of all SPAM is consumed in Hawaii.
The other 75% is generated there.
BM:
Those are testicles.
Puttzle,
When are you coming home?
Puttzle: U R not home?
ya.
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