I dreamed about being at a casino with my friend Cory and someone else... possibly Nik?... but frankly that dream wasn't very interesting. I remember bits and pieces such as having to stand on my toes to see the pass line on a very tall craps table and trying to arrange transportation from the casino to Bangkok (apparently we were in Thailand), but overall that dream was pretty boring.
Things got more interesting in this other dream where I was at a school or something. I had dropped a big can of Suave deoderant (the kind that sprays on) and I went back to get it. Instead I found a smaller can of Suave, so I figured hey what the hell, it's just a spray so I'll use it anyway. Then this guy who was nearby said that the deoderant belonged to his friend, but I could have it.
Somehow we got to talking and we decided to go to the cafeteria which I had just walked out of a few minutes earlier. Along the way, this guy had to step away for a minute and while he was gone I noticed a metal nameplate on one of his things that said "Jacob Gepeghetti". Who the hell is Jacob Gepeghetti in real life? No idea!
So Jacob came back and we were talking, and he told me that he had just joined the army and that he'd be going to Iraq. I asked what his job in the army would be, and he said that he got put into the "illiterate army" because he can't read. Naturally, the illiterate army goes to the front line (if there is such a thing in modern battles) which made perfect sense to me... let the dummies die first, right?
The rest of the dream got too hazy to describe in any detail, but it's a little weird to remember an actual name from a dream. Jacob, if you're reading this, LEARN TO READ!! Wait, that doesn't make any sense...
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