The Meeting Will Come to Order

I woke up at 4:00am this morning extremely disappointed because my alarm was set for 5:30am and I was positive I would sleep no more. But I was wrong. I did go back to sleep and into dreamland. I was at a large meeting for work with several round tables and limited available seating. Someone was trying to convince me I should make room next to me for an adult baby (thank you, Dr.Phil) and I was afraid all that feeding and up-spitting would distract me from the keynote speaker. A classmate of mine from waaaaaaaaay back was also seated at my table. When we were in Junior High School, this guy gave an awesome demonstrative speech on the many amazing things he could do with a basketball. One of which was "Palm It". In Junior High I was extremely impressed with that speech. But all of that middle school glamour was moot last night, I must say, because whatever he was adamantly trying to tell me before the meeting began was completely mumbled and distorted due to his mouth being gluttonously full of blueberries.