sitting here eating oatmeal and about to get ready for the parade meeting... still feeling punky. sore throat, tired, etc. shorechick kicks ass and is bringing me a big ass coffee with milk when she gets to the meeting.
have errands to run - bank, hardware store. i have to go get some nail aprons so that we can shove money in 'em tomorrow while selling t-shirts and buttons - last year it was hard to hold a beer while handling money. and i remembered that i used to wear one when i did caricatures about 10 years ago.
got the t-shirts in hand yesterday - they look really good.
i had a HORRIBLE dream last night, a "nightmare" if you will...
i was setting up the t-shirt table at the FSOS in old bridge where the 1st fundraiser is tomorrow... anyway i was setting up and noticed that the green ink was not on all of the shirts, that the printer just did a shoddy job (which in reality, he did a GREAT job)... and i was (in the dream) going around to my head honchos whining and then i came back to my table and there was another guy there who had about 10 different styles of t-shirts/sweatshirts and was sitting there pretty much moving more of his stuff onto my table... and i remember saying rather snottily "um, i thought i was the only one selling shirts" and he said "good luck, kid"
and then my alarm woke me up.
god that was an awful nightmare. seriously i was sweating when i woke up. stupid flu-riddled fever stress panic nightmare.
gotta hop in shower... and see if that can't help my sore throat, etc...
