Last night I dreamed that I was ex-communicated from the United Methodist Church. Apparently I was looking up information about hand-guns on a church computer or something. I have never been a member of the Methodist Church, and I have never shot a hand gun....


...oh yeah, another part of this dream had me convincing people to vomit up their frustrations, literally. Somehow I came across this metaphorical prophylactic to avoid the pains of life. I was able to rap people's spines with this short wooden rod to induce vomitting.

--gh