Last night, I dreamt I was a blogger
11 months ago
storming the world wide web with my wit. Specifically, I was dream-blogging that I came up with a great idea for myself if I ever became a stripper. I would call myself “Jahna Bush” and dance to patriotic music, most notably “Here Comes the Chief.” I would of course have a nicely trimmed… well, you know. Also, there must be a ton of red, white and blue stripper clothes out there. Of course, this may have been funnier about 4 years ago. And also I feel kind of badly that my first name is so close to one of the Bush daughters and it’s not her fault that her dad is who he is… but it works! Remind me of this idea if I ever become a coke head and start stripping to support my habit.
