IT'S A VERY CHEAP WAY TO TRAVEL WITHOUT EVER LEAVING HOME

Until this winter, afternoon siestas were not the norm for me.  Yet now they seem to have become a necessity.  Sometimes those naps are planned and sometimes they just sneak up on me while I'm in my comfy recliner innocently reading.  Either way, I like them and even look forward to them now.  It's a very cheap way to travel without ever leaving home.  My dreams take me to not only exotic places but to great lands of complete confusement where I am able to fly upside down and see many old friends who have long ago departed this Earth.  And many who have yet to make the trip.  I am often driving around or piloting some kind of impossible vehicle and trying to maneuver it around in places it never fits or is not intended to go.  The vehicle and I most often have some kind of unimaginable dilemma going on.  Me more than the vehicle usually.  Walking or running seems all but impossible and especially so when being chased by any kind of creature or herds of wandering Wobblygongs.  I seem to find myself so many times in past situations throughout my life trying to cope with things all over again.  The emotional turmoil is so real and so familiar.  I go back and try to change things and make them better.  I try to right the wrongs.  Always so many sorrys to say.  Long ago friends appear out of nowhere, smiling, and try to help.  Always so good to see them again. Always so many good times to laugh and forget to remember about.  Always so many places to go and always so much confusion to take me there.  Not much makes sense in my world of dreams but I like to be a part of them anyway just to partake in my own distractions.  After all, what are dreams for.  Where else can I have afternoon tea with Alice in Wonderland, wave magical wands with Harry Potter, or whimsically flit about the skies with the likes of Peter Pan and Tinkerbell.  Or is that morning coffee with Peter and a night flight to the Moon with Alice.  No, Alice Kramden is already there but no matter, whatever it is I will continue to partake in my own minds befuddled disarray and puzzlements. Who is Harry Tinkerbell??  And I will happily journey to that other discombobulated world we all carry with us right here inside our very own minds.  In a matter of hours, I will once again board the ever-present afternoon flight to that bewilderedly crazy land of mystic and hope to be back once again long before I realize I had ever even left.  'All aboard':))

GROANER'S CORNER:(( What did the second hand say to the minute hand? I think I'm lost because I keep going around in circles.

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Q: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?

A: No.

Q: Did you check for blood pressure?
A: No.

Q: Did you check for breathing?

A: No.

Q: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?
A: No.

Q: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
A: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.

Q: But could the patient have still been alive nevertheless?
A: Yes, it is possible that this Government official could have been alive.

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