Operation Overlord

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AIRBORNE ALL THE WAY Saturday, February 28, 2009

Don't get me wrong - nothing's gone wrong, and no, you haven't missed anything in the newspapers. Neither Bill nor Hillary Clinton have been assassinated (Not yet, anyway). It's just that last night I happened to have a really strange dream. I know I've had lots of weird dreams before, but I think this one takes the cake.

So, it starts out with a normal school day, and for some reason or other Bill and Hillary are about to visit our school. Yay. But then we go for recess and bang, bang, loud shots easily identifiable as gunshots, although no one but me can guess.
We rush back to class to find lots of policemen and CID people standing around looking very serious. Somehow we manage to get in - I don't know how but we do. And then someone starts to scream. I don't know who did but it's definitely not me. Anyway we take our seats and wait for our teacher. Everyone but me. Because there's a nice pool of red blood at my seat.
We seek out the police and they tell us that Hillary has been shot (Horror of horrors!) and is in a coma, and Bill has been wounded and is missing forty two fingers. (I'm not sure why he had more than forty two fingers in the first place, but anyway.)
Then someone knocks on the door. Two policemen, carrying something that looks like a body bag. Now, I've never seen a dead body before and hopefully I'll never see one, so I couldn't imagine what the body looks like except that its face was all blue and stiff. And it wasn't Hillary, just so you know.
And now a number of famous celebs come into the room and start lining the walkway. Don't ask me why. I moved my seat to the middle of the walkway 'cause if I keep on sitting at my place, I'll keep on staring at the blood. But the table has blood on it too anyway.
Then the two cops who brought in the body, called Harrelson and Lysandra (don't ask me why) go to this row of houses. 41a, 41b, 41c. I don't know why they go there, but somehow the murder scene shifts from 2 Faith to number 41c.
In 41a lives a nervous looking man (if you've watched the Ocean's series, he reminds me of Livingston) and he can't stop stammering. Then he piles necklace upon necklace on Lysandra, all engraved with her name. Says something about her great grandmother. Don't know where that came from. Then he closes the door.
The next house is full of the Clintons' relatives, although somehow they kinda turned into Kennedys. (You know, JFK, those Kennedys.) There're a lot of them - the Kennedys have always been a pretty big family. Around twenty eight in one generation. Harrelson makes some snide remark about the latest generation only having eight.
They ask one of the sisters about the incident. She says she was up at night last night, and saw the assault on the balcony of 41c. Gunshots, followed by two elephants (Why elephants? I don't bloody know, it's just a bloody dream) and two limp bodies. She screamed but didn't go and check it out. Bloody idiot, honestly.
Then suddenly Harrelson and Lysandra are gone, and Frank and Joe Hardy arrive (I think Jason's been reading too many Hardy boys books and left them lying around). They do some snooping around and find this group of men in black (no pun intended. They aren't dealing with aliens here, after all) carrying some sort of body covered in sand to a spot where two other sand covered body like things are already resting in mid air, supported by something or other. (Very specific, I feel like I know exactly what the bodies look like!)
So Frank and Joe gather the Kennedy gang, but then the MIB spot them and Joe and one of the young Kennedys get caught. Yay Frank, who volunteers to take Joe's place. Yay one of the older Kennedys, who volunteers to take the younger one's place.
And...the dream kinda ends there. I don't know what happened to Frank, or Joe, or the two elephants, or whether Bill ever got his forty two fingers back, or whether Hillary woke up from her coma. Sad, huh? I'd give anything to find out. Or maybe it'd be better not to know.

~Today in History~
1943: The Battle of Bismarck Sea Begins.

~Quote of the Day~
We have to go easy on the 30000 Jews who work in the armaments production; we need them-who would have thought this could ever become possible?
-Josef Goebbels. You want us to reply to that, Josef?

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