I woke me up around 10 or so this morning. This was not a planned thing so I rolled over and went back to bed. Funny how at 10am I have no trouble with this, but when I wake up at 4 or 5am I can't fall back asleep. Anyway, I had this dream during this second sleep cycle. In this dream I was sitting in a lecture hall-- a crappy one kind of like the smaller Tate Labs lecture halls with the stadium style seating. My high school senior year English teacher Mr. Swett is kind of lean-sitting on a table in front of the class. For some reason I was thinking about raspberry preserves in my head in my dream and wondered if one could extract the seeds easily by placing the preserves into a centrifuge. So I naturally raised my hand and asked Mr. Swett.
He replied that, "No, I'd get raisins." Then, it gets weird. He says next, "And if you put in raisins you get russes and russes give you tusses and tusses give you," here is where he breaks into song (it is important to remember here that Mr. Swett is a very large white dude who lives in small town Wisconsin).
"Tupac got shot today,
tried to buy a bag
and got blown away..."
That's all I can remember of the lyrics. The class is like up from their seats jamming along, and then I woke up.