I had a crazy dream about President Obama last night. For starters we were friends. Although we are both from Chicago, the fact that he’s a Sox fan and I’m a Cubs fan would probably keep that from ever happening. But it was a dream and dreams don’t often make much sense.

So the president was my friend and it was his birthday. I got him a great present which I took special care to gift wrap artistically. I included in the wrapping one of those little hand held flags. You know, the kind that realtors go through town on the 4th of July and stick in peoples lawns with their business cards.

I have no idea what the gift was that I gave him but he love, love, loved that flag. Maybe he never had one as a kid or the local realtor never stuck one in his lawn. But he loved that flag and he started taking it every where he went. I thought “Wow, he’s a patriot after all!”.

Mmmm silly and ridiculous, I know, but obviously riveting enough to keep me asleep until the alarm went off. 😉