Dreams of Drains

[mlerules]

I succeeded against the sludge monster. It took typically unplumberly tools of mass destruction, including aggressive application of an axe and a fireplace poker, but I came, I saw, I conquered. There were also hummingbirds and froggies. And quetz was John Goodman. It was quite odd, although completely natural at the time. Now to return to sleep...perchance NOT to dream...