I had a recurring dream last night that I could not shake. The song "Science Fair" by Trout Fishing in America played incessantly in my dream and I was trying to make a science fair project of the the rotting garbage that was all that was left in the world. Every time I managed to cobble something together, I would wake up and when I fell back asleep it would all start over.
In other news, I'm going to check out the MN Renaissance Festival tomorrow. I'm traveling with complete strangers who know this faire. In all probability, I'll be a wreck by the time I get home from having to interact with so many new people in one day.
Hmmmm-I'm not as depressed as I sound here, just a little unsettled.
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Harry brought a hurricane, trapped in a terrarium.
Ruth made a working model of a nuclear reactor.
There was a cure for the common cold.
Someone cloned his little brother and if the truth be told.
It was the finest, fanciest Science Fair anybody’s ever seen.
It was the finest, fanciest Science Fair anybody’s dreamed of.
(Amazon has a clip here -
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B000003JXJ/103-4301609-7027055?v=glance)
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