I Like Ike

Last night I dreamed that Dwight Eisenhower lived next door. He had lived there since leaving the White House, but he was hardly ever seen. He had adopted a more nocturnal life-style, only coming out a night to putter in his yard.

I needed to talk to him about something, so I got up around 1:00 am and went outside to find him working on a new fence between our properties. Seems he was moving it about 1 foot over into our yard. Sneaky guy!