Adventures in laundry

Today hasn't felt like much of a day honestly, because I've been focused on semi-productive things--mostly talking to my Programs Abroad Coordinator on campus and doing laundry at Dad's. 

This is the front yard of my dad's home. It's not too shabby, but there's always noise being made across the street by metalworkers. Occasionally, a friendly man with white hair and complementing beard will roll down the street on a bicycle and give a smile and a wave to me and my dad if we're outside. I love that guy.

Anyway, not too much to post here. I did laundry and had a small nap in which I vividly visited the dreamworld. I won't go into all the bizarre details, but I did wake up feeling disappointed and confused. There was a running gag in my dream where people's dreamselves would ask me if I knew why it was so hot. I would respond with a no which would be met instantly with laughter and following: "You mean you haven't seen The Avengers?" Then the conversation would end right there.

No, I proudly admit that I have not seen The Avengers, but now I do want to--only to clarify the possible punchline.

Yeah, weird, I know...