OK so some random loud beep just went off in the room (it woke me up) and neither my roomie nor I can figure out what it was...
Anyway Merc you'll love this, I had a dream about Mads last night
In it he was a political strategy genius in Denmark and he and I were to team up to run the 2008 presidential campaign here in the States. It started out with me going to Copenhagen to meet him at some person's house who was throwing a party to celebrate our partnership. When I arrived there were a ton of people there and I was finally introduced to Mads...and he was an arrogant snob!! He refused to shake my hand and was acting like he was not looking forward to working with me. So I went
and just mingled with other people at the party until I left.
The next evening Mads and I were to have a more formal meeting and I was now dreading it after the way he had treated me. It was at some palatial looking building in Copenhagen and he was waiting for me by his car just outside. When I went up to him I was sort of nervous but then he started shaking, and I had no clue why. He said "I'm so sorry about last night!! It's just, I was so nervous about meeting you that I tried to act confident but instead I came across acting like a jerk!" Naturally I forgave him he was being so cute when he was pouting.
After spending a couple of days in Denmark, it was time to leave for America. But we didn't fly over, we sailed on a ship that was like something you would have seen in the 1800s with the big masts and sails. It took us 2 months to get back to America! We faced some beautiful sunny weather but we also sailed through some pretty nasty storms, it was crazy, but I stayed out of the way while the crew did their thing.
Then we arrived in America, and were staying in some really really nice hotel in New York City. It was Mads' first time in America so he was fascinated by it all, and he had this wide eyed expression of a little kid as we travelled.
Of course he faced his critics, having some Danish guy helping run an American presidential campaign but he held his own, saying that politics was politics no matter what country (he was a master campaigner in Europe and he had helped campaigns in several countries).
At the campaign headquarters we would quiz him on people, republicans or democrats, issues, etc. until he knew the American system backwards and forewards.
That's pretty much where I woke up...I'm sure there were more details that I've forgotten but it was a pretty interesting dream
Oh yeah there was a ball in there somewhere where we danced...but I can't remember if it was in Copenhagen or New York...
But when I woke up the first thing I thought was "oh! Gotta tell Merc about this!"