I was driving around Boulder with my dad and we saw a bunch of people standing outside the high school. I noticed parts of the building had crumbled and I wondered if there had been an explosion. I realized there had been an earthquake when I saw what condition the road was in. We made it back home to discover that our Asian relatives were visiting. We were in the kitchen making sandwiches when the aftershock started rocking the house. Then there was something about the first kid in space.

I went to a Colorado Avalanche game with my mom and they lost 18-6 but the South Park kids were sitting next to us and Cartman kept talking about how awesome fortune cookies are and how he wants thousands of them at his wedding. There was supposed to be ice dancing after the hockey game but we left before that and Cartman made sure my mom didn’t forget her purse.

There was a doctor at the grocery store who had a machine that erases the brain of a really annoying friend or family member so they can start over with a blank slate. On my way home from the store, I noticed a waterfall and landslide in an unusual place. The streets surrounding my house were flooded and somehow I ended up in the outskirts of town with a Native American family who had adopted a little girl from Russia.

There was a poacher in my backyard who was hunting monkey-sloths. I rescued one and I wanted to keep it as a pet but it kept trying to escape because I couldn’t find any bugs or fruit for it to eat.

A baby sea lion appeared in my house and I didn’t want to kill it or eat it or leave it outside in Colorado. It started getting really sick and I wanted to take it to an aquarium in California but I couldn’t find any water for it to swim in on the way. I probably should have called 911.