My subconscious is a weird, weird, weird place.

[sarahmichelef]

This morning, right before the alarm went off, it decided to mash up Project Runway with the West Wing.  I'm not kidding.  I don't recall all the details, but the last bit I remember was the models coming off the runway after a show into a space that seemed to be the roof of a skyscraper (a la PR challenge announcements or the first episode "let's ply them with champagne so we can figure out who the freaks are" celebration).  Instead of shoes their feet were encased in blocks of potting soil - I think this might have been part of the styling of the show they were in (and yes, the soil maintained its form as they walked).  So anyway, they were met on this rooftop by Sam and Josh who were giving them gifts... Sam gave little cups of bread dough (which also looked like potting soil).  One of them said scornfully, "We're models.  We don't eat bread," to which Sam replied "Bake.  Smell.  Share."  I don't remember what Josh was giving them but it was equally absurd.

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