God Still Uses Fax Machines

You know how sometimes things happen in the night, and you can't remember what really happened or what was a dream? Last night was one of those nights.

I swear, for reals, at some point the printer printed out a piece of paper. I picked it up this morning (I'm sure!). It was something for Lee's class, for a class he had finished last semester. But why it printed in the middle of the night, I don't know. Lee had been having some computer problems, involving tools and taking things apart and putting them back together, but he had fixed them. I thought maybe the power went out and came back on, but nothing else showed signs of that this morning.
 
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So once the mysterious printing occurred, I had a weird dream thing where the paper was actually a message from God, sent by fax, that came through my print-copy-scan printer. And I was not so much amazed that God made a fax come through my printer, but that he used a fax machine period. I hate fax machines. They're on their way out, technology wise, and burning bushes are so much cooler. (Actually, burning bushes are probably terrifying.)

What did I eat before I went to sleep last night?! I don't want to blame the Oreos, but I might have to. ;)