Cal.E.'s Korner

C.: Hey, d.c, the Astros can still sell beer at Daikin Park, because they didn’t lose the opener (hee hee).

d.: That’s nice Cal.E.

c.: What, no comments about how the commissioner of baseball is the most evil person in sports since…Weill…ever, and he’ll make sure that the Astros aren’t able to sell beer during the World Series because he’ll make sure that they don’t get into it?

C.: Then, no comments about how this Astros’ team could be the best since the 2019 Astros, who were probably the best team ever not to win a World Series?

d.: No.

C.: What give, then?

d.: Because I’m busy reading a book online.

C.: A book for one of your nursing school courses?

d.: No, I’m just reading this book for information.

C.: Oh, what does it say?

d.: Well, the “dream” I had last night nay really be reality, and we may be the dream?.

C.: Come again?

d.: Think about it. Who’s to say which is our conscience and  sub- conscience? What if the dreams we have are reality, and our dreams is just the little bit of lucidity we have?

Or….what if we’re all the figments of someone’s imagination, and s/he or they can kill us off at any time, because s/he/they doesn’t like our character anymore?

What if dogs and cats are actually the superior beings, and humans are the ones being held hostage to meet the animal’s every need? What if we don’t really exist? What if almost everything we believe to be true is actually lies? What if everyone we know and hold dear is really our enemy, and the only thing keeping us safe from harm is a group of lawless mercenaries led by a man who’s hell-bent on controlling one-half the world? What if…Well, you get the idea.

C.:  d.c., let me see that hook you’re reading.

C.; That explains everything.