the post that could have been

A few days ago I thought of a clever mini-post, complete with some type of cultural reference in the title and now I can't remember any of it.

But last night I dreamed an old man was among those fleeing an advancing army and he impressed everyone with his survival skills because he had already been through it all with the russians and he had a fabric map of europe stuffed in his red long johns and then he dug an ice cave to hide in but the army found him so they sent men one by one into the opening of the ice cave to pull him out but he shot each one with his shotgun then they sent a lady in a gibson girl outfit and hairdo because surely he wouldn't shoot a woman but he shot her right in the top of her head.

Weird that I can remember that and not what I had planned to write in a blog post.