Way of the Lizard

Just 1 last night:

I was hanging out with my sister and my mom's ex was there. I remember at one point he was passing a bowl in the other room, and the cat carried it into the room where sis' and I were talking, and tapped it out neatly in the ashtray. My sister and I laughed. "Now if we could just teach him to pack it," one of us joked.

A lot of herb in the dreamworld lately...this usually happens when I quit smoking in waking life.