NO WE DO NOT HAVE THAT KIND OF ICE CREAM THAT HAS WALNUTS IN IT NOW GO AWAY

Dinna dinna dinna dinna dinna dinna dinna dinna BAT BABIES. I got my first-ever posted submission to Cute Overload! The first was a hamster on a piano...that never got posted. The second was a baby giraffe with humongous eyes, but that one was sent in by so many people that I didn't get individual credit. But I beat some people to the punch with the bebeh bats. Knice and knoteworthy. (says Meg)

I have had the damn Rick Roll song stuck in my head all day long. I feel victimized. Muahaha. Share my misfortune.

I had a really weird dream last night. Then again, when do I have normal dreams? Never. Even if I were to dream something that was technically normal, it would still be weird. For instance...if I had some bad dream that the bathroom door had no handle and the cat barged in when I was in the shower so that she could lie on my towel and cover it in cat hair, that wouldn't be an out-of-the-ordinary experience for me. Life is weird. Especially with cats and no way to latch the bathroom door to barricade them out.

Anyway, the dream I had last night had to do with two people who came to our door late at night when we were having guests over. We were eating vanilla ice cream, and I opened the door and this lady said "Sure I'll have some ice cream! Do you have that kind with walnuts in it?"

Me: "No. Only vanilla."
Random lady demanding ice cream: "That's okay, we'll take it anyway."
Me: "But we don't have any! We only have vanilla."
Random lady demanding ice cream: "Okay, then we'll have some pie."

I'm going to put a sign on our front door that says "NO WE DO NOT HAVE THAT KIND OF ICE CREAM THAT HAS WALNUTS IN IT NOW GO AWAY."