Sleepy Sleepy where art thou?

What a night. I woke up at 130 to pee and noticed the dog was gone. That's strange. She's usually the first asleep and the last awake. I checked my office thinking perhaps I had accidentally kicked her out of bed. Not there. I went downstairs to find her on the floor in the living room, panting. She bolted to the door when she saw me. Here we go again. So we ran outside where she took a decent size pee and a poop that made her proud. I can't believe she didn't wake me up! Okay, so crisis averted and we head back to bed around 200.

I'm startled at 330 to a very low helicopter flying above the house. As the crow flies, we're less than 3 miles from The Pentagon, so helicopters flying over are as common as birds flying over. No big deal. It's rare that they do it in the middle of the night, however, and certainly never that low as they do their best not to piss the neighborhoods off. So I listen, and I feel it go over, and I can actually see it out the window from my bed. Damn that is low I thought. I close my eyes and try to drift off to sleep again to get back on the Casino Train (see below) I was having so much fun on. About 2 minutes later, another one flies over, feels even lower than the last. I'm talking less than 250 feet low. Jesus! 2 minutes later another... then another... okay, so I'm right in the middle of 'we're being attacked and we're at war in the middle of the night' and 'this Chantix is seriously screwing with my head'. Around this time my wife even rolls over to see what's going on - and that woman could sleep through a fireworks show. I finally have to get up to see what's going on... it's the local police (I suspect) and they are looking for someone in our neighborhood with one of those giant lights. Turns out it was one chopper, not multiple, and he was using our roof as his perimeter. This shit went on until almost 530. I could not sleep through it as hard as I tried. I contemplated helping them look just to end it.

July 2 -

I'm on a train with my wife, very bored, I go wandering around. Oddly enough I found the casino car! What a find on a long boring train ride! They have two different games and I don't recognize either of them. It's a strange setup. You have to put your cash into a machine that takes it and tell the guy behind the counter what you want to do. I post up at what I believe is the blackjack machine. Put in 50 bucks and promptly realize it's not blackjack at all and start losing money. At that very moment, my bro-in-law, Ryan, enters the car and I waive him over. This kid has the Midas Touch with gambling and instantly makes me a few hundred dollars off my bet. We move to the other 'machine' and start playing something else - another game I have no idea what it is - Ryan start making a fortune. It was good times.

A few minutes later I find myself in the water slide car. There's a wading pool and a this odd slide that uses water jets to shoot you around in a big circle. It was a blast! I was enjoying it just fine when suddenly a bachelorette party came in to join the fun. Naturally, it's the ugliest bachelorette party I've ever seen in my life. The bride to be jumps in the slide and she's wearing a purple ballerina outfit and all her junk his hanging out. I left.

July 2 -

I'm in the middle east in some sort of military capacity. I have this friggin giant pistol (a reoccurring theme), but I can mostly handle it this time. My job is to take photos and document some of the things going on. My pistol comes with all these different attachments. One of them is a silencer, cool. The other is a camera attachment. So basically, I slap this camera attachment on the front and I literally point and shoot. So we're on this mission looking for some combatants and it's my job to take the pictures. I toss the camera attachment on there and find myself in some underground cave thing with an entire platoon. They find one of the guys they're looking for so naturally I want to take pictures. I raise my camera gun, point it at our guys, and shoot! Turns out camera gun, while taking pictures, also shoots bullets. I don’t remember much, I don't think I killed anyone, but I remember that not going well at all.