What's left of my Christmas ornament after last night's Wii tennis game

Last night we were playing a mean game of Wii tennis when I accidentally whacked an ornament right off of our Christmas tree. It flew into the wall behind our TV set and shattered into a million pieces.

I wish I had that to watch again in slow motion. It was a direct hit.
The hook was still hanging on the tree.

I have weird dreams.

Last night I dreamed that our pastor's wife published a book of cartoons that she drew. The cartoons were hilarious, a lot like George Booth cartoons. It got excellent reviews, including one by Barbara Bush.

(As far as I know, our pastor's wife is not an artist, and Barbara Bush is not a cartoon critic). Now I wish I could remember what the cartoons looked like so I could draw them myself.

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