Dreamt of a waitress named "BETTY"

I call it "WORLBLING".

Last night - after hosting a small reception for Thursday's Art Walk in La Grande, and after a brief visit to the Long Branch, then after watching "The Snowman" with family and friends I found myself hard asleep.

I dreamt of a waitress named "BETTY" who was present to take my order. There was no menu - the menu was my mind - creative mind - and the kitchen was stalked with all the right ingredients for whatever it is I wanted to manifest. I thought for a moment and asked Betty, "what do you recommend?"...to which she replied...

"To the talking tickers of time, the dancers of destiny, the fiery faeries of fate, to the frequent flyers of fantasy, the dreamers of desire, to the tip-toed Tally-Hoers who temp the tempest of all...
May I offer you the pancakes."

I call it "WORBLING" - Information has been downloaded...although conscious - not yet.

Here's what we did before 9am today: