last night i had a dream that an adorable turtle named tommy fell through a hole in my ceiling and landed on my bed, a bed that was covered in sheets with turtles printed on them.

tommy was no ordinary turtle. he had big cartoon eyes and a shell with yellow horizontal lines and blue vertical lines, making for a nice checkerboard. when tommy feel from my bed, he had a piece of plastic stuck in his foot. we had to get it out. you see, when tommy fell through the whole in my ceiling, my room was crowded with a few co-workers– abe the techdoof, the bossman, and a chinese woman whose name i don’t know.

i went in search of some plier to remove the plastic, and the chinese woman removed it.

tommy was forever grateful and followed me around, walking upright on his hind legs. tommy adored me, and i took him everywhere.

for some reason i had to go to some convention at some swanky hotel filled with high school kids who had just gotten back from prom or homecoming or something. the hotel didn’t want tommy in their establishment, so i put white gloves on his hands and shoes on his feets, and he passed for a little boy. tommy my turtle enjoyed riding the elevators.

that’s all i remember. feel free to interpret.