Deuteronomy Frappe

last night I had one long dream, but I forgot the first part of the dream beacause of Jeff Bridges fault, the part I do remember is that I was somewhere in downtown puebla or cholula which is the town next to puebla, anyway I think I got out of work and I got an urge to buy a cappuccino frappe, so I went to what looked like a little market that had a bunch of small restaurants, they sold all kinds of foods there that office workers might have cravings of, like shrimp coctails, sub sandwiches, etc. etc. all the things office workers want after a meeting or a work celebration, so I went there and searched for a decent cafe because I had never bought there before and I wanted a nice capuccino frappe, so I reached this one shop that looked clean and didnt have many clients, so I go in and ask the man behind the bar for the frappe, he was dressed kinda like a totonaco indian, with white baggy pants and white shirt, he takes out an oversized water cooler plastic bottle with the bottom torn out and he starts filling it with the ingredients, no problem there yet just that I thought it was weird and too much but ok, he turns the blender on and crushes it all so now he turns the whole bottle over the wild grass just outside the shop, Im starting to think this is crazy but just then on the shop next to the wild indian Jeff Bridges shows up and he has a desk and starts to act very similar to Alex Jones except Jeff is talking about religion, so I try to block Jeff out of my mind thinking about if I should except the coffee or not, so Im like well as long as the indian gives the portion that wasnt in contact with the ground Im ok, I´ll drink it but then the indian witch doctor takes out from his pants pocket some cinnamon sticks he already had with sugar poured inside them, I had no idea where he got the siugar from if the stick were clean or anything so I told the totonaco, to just forget about it, he was doing this whole show, Im sure the tourist or Jeff Bridges would love, but not me, but then Jeff Bridges on the shop next door started to go crazy he started to talk louder and say read Deuteronomy and then he turned his spinning desk chair facing back and bent backward and just started to repeat the word Deuteronomy, like it was a really cool word or he was high or something and I woke up from the dream... after I woke I found out it had snowed here recently aparently it snowed in a town near hear called Zacatlan de la Manzanas, (Zacatlan of the Apples) now Zacatlan sounds very similar to zacate wich is the aztec or nahuat word for wild grass, so snow on wild grass would be similar to frappe on wild grass, so maybe this was another premonition dream... *takes out sweater before going out* Im sorry but Im going to have to ask Jeff Bridges to be quieter, I cant concentrate, but yeah Deuteronomy!!!...