The Labrynth of the Mind

I don't remember much from last night. It may have been that I didn't get as much sleep as usual, or because I took cough medicine before bed.

Fragments

There is a baseball game going on. A famous pitcher is having some trouble, or is disliked by the manager of the team, or something. The manager will not let him play, but instead has him in the bullpen the entire game. The pitcher is warming up by pitching balls to a virtual reality type animation, like a large Wii type video game.

In another fragment somewhere, I am looking at dogs. Maybe I am buying a dog. I don't quite remember. It is a little terrier or Scotty dog, or something.