Dreaming of Lunar Craters

For a contest by Catie Lindsey called: Wacky Weekend Challenge Where the objective is to use a given set of Wacky words. Thanks Catie!! Dire Straits had a gig at the convention center and a UFO flew across the arena. The band members and aliens were all wearing hot pink spandex boxer shorts, which took me back to the eighties for a quick trip. The band sponsored a wine and dine with a few finger food, tid bits after the concert. My friends and Rosie Hammond, a vacuum salesman decided we would go to the party. After wine and my pain medicine, I was drifting between insomnia and dreaming about nuclear waste in the lunar craters. I knew I should go to the kitchen for a cup of Joe and I met "Pinky" the alien creating art from a plank with worm holes, a fossilized beauty. Pinky had to be home due to his curfew and as he flew over us in the UFO, he threw out listerine soaked tissue right into my drink!! I decided to call it a night...