I swear I wasn't tripping acid....

Last night I dreamt that my bf Leslie and I rode on a stork to Vegas and a bald eagle was chasing us because it wanted my bath mat I had in my lap. I had to throw it in the sky for the eagle to leave us alone. Once the stork landed Les and I then had to get on a jet ski with all of our baggage to get to the strip in Vegas where we passed pirates on a boat that was lit up...

Hmmm wonder what this dream could mean???