my brain is thinking

Last night I had a dream (well a few dreams). But one really stood out. Lucky was doing ballet. and she was really good. She stood up on her back legs, and looked so beautiful. :[ poor thing. she was such a lady.
THEN the freakin Pope called and wanted me to dance in Vegas. ballet / jazz dance.. not the kinda dancing they usually do in Vegas.. haha
and he thought there would be more people to watch than the Jonas Brothers would have. I rarely listen to the Jo Bros. ahhhh. my brain is weird. I ended up not going because Smokey got hurt.

what weird things my brain cooks up.