i dream of funny

Sometimes I'll dream of "jokes." I say "jokes," because that which I dream of is not funny in the "awake" world, but in dreamland my jokes are six sides of hilarity! In some higher level of consciousness I'll think, "I need to remember that! It's gold! Hello comedic fame and fortune!" And I'll think it's the good stuff. The stuff I keep on my ultra- secret and hilarious blog that you don't even know about. As opposed to the blog you are reading now. This blog is for all my crappy stuff or jokes that my team of writers craft that don't make the grade. I don't pay 87 cents per joke for nothing.

Anyway, the other night I had one of these unfunny dreams. And the dream joke does not disappoint. I don't remember the dream circumstances of the joke, nor do I remember any other part of the dream. It went something like this:

guy1: Let's hit the sack.
guy2: What are you talking about dude? Why would we go to bed at noon? Together?
guy1: Not that sack dude. Let's hit the HACKY sack.

Dream mind was all, "Roger, you are fucking brilliant! Even in your sleep you're thinking of hilarious stuff about hacky sacks and whatnot. Keep up the good work." Inexplicably, this dream stayed with me all throughout the night. I wake and think, "Wait. I had a dream last night with a funny joke. What was it again? . . . How stupid. It's too dull even for a "dialogue" post. Disappointment rushed over me. I should have stayed asleep.