So I had a really weird dream last night.  I dreamed I lived next door to Sanjaya.  You know, the cute but not-exactly-ready-for-the-big-time finalist from American Idol this past season?  In my dream, I was sitting on my front porch (not my real house, but the house in my dream where I apparently lived).  Sanjaya walked by across my yard to go to his house.  I told him his dad was looking for him because their basement had flooded.  He didn't say a word, just smiled that real big sweet smile of his and waved at me.  And I woke up.

Okay, I don't know about you, but on a scale of 1 to 10 for meaningless bizarre, this rates right up there at the top.  LOL!  I ask you...what was my mind doing in this dream???  Why Sanjaya?  I watched maybe half the American Idol shows this season, but definitely wasn't hooked on it like I have been sometimes in the past.  I wasn't a Sanjaya fan.  I mean, like I said, he's cute, and I gave the guy credit for always being so easy-going and smiley and nice when everyone every week was ragging on him so much.  But I never voted for him, or swooned over him.  I didn't hate him either.  He was just...there.

And what the hell's the deal with the basement flooding?!  All I could think of when I woke up was that maybe it was a prophetic dream.  I don't know...maybe I should email Sanjaya and tell him to tell his family to beware the next rain storm!  LOL!

So that's my weirdness for the day...

ML  :)