Sunday is for rambling dream posts.
I was the head of elections for the city of Minneapolis. I had to hold a press conference to announce that there would be a run off between two candidates (what they were running for, I’m not sure). One was a 10 year old, black kid named Freddy Meadows. He was really smart and adorable and everyone, including me, wanted him to win. The other candidate was this mean, old guy who looked a lot like Fredo from the Godfather. I couldn’t remember his name, so as the press conference was about to start I was all stressed out and searching my notes for the guys name.
I couldn’t find it, so instead of announcing the run off and I just went up and announced that I liked the colors my mom was painting her house. Then I gave a PowerPoint presentation about her paint choices.
