What do we want? Sleep! When do we want it? Now!

Fun thing from the weekend- as Cas and I were headed over to the place with the glowy mini golfing, we managed to get to a traffic light that took us a few cycles to pass. As we waited to get where we were headed, we saw some agitated looking people standing on a street corner holding signs. I figured them for protesters. They were a small but energetic group. I started to wonder if we were near a Planned Parenthood or a pet shop that sold dogs from a puppy mill or something. And why did it look like that girl in front was wearing a squared-off bag?

The light changed and we got close enough to read the signs. Mattress-palooza. Wow. It was a sales pitch. 

I snapped that photo as Cas executed a left hand turn. That's about the same time I noticed that he managed to leave a hand print on my leg. 

In addition to learning the motivations of the angry mattress mob, I now know what to look out for when I wear that particular pair of pants.

Anyhow, it's getting near the time for my own mattress palooza, so I'm out. Good night, all.