the place between sleeping and being awake

The last thought exiting my mind as I woke up from my dreams this morning was the following sentence:

"Everyone was disgusted with Seamus when they found out he was drawing pictures of dead animals all over the back of the classroom at The Center for Vegans."

I know no one named Seamus, and as far as I could tell, the rest of my dream was about sailing and trash collection, so I don't know where this came from. But is there really a Center for Vegans? If there is and you are an employee or patron of The Center for Vegans, you should check to see if there's pictures of hand drawn dead animals around or something. Maybe all of this means I'm psychic.