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Last night I dreamt that there was a power failure and I was sitting in the complete pitch dark. Rosebud, or was it Nigel?, was curled on my lap and I was eating a popsicle somewhat frantically as I could feel it dripping down my hand and arm. I think I see a little pinprick of light outside the window so I get up to investigate. I press my face against the window and realize that it's a train coming at me. I look down and see that there are tracks running through my living room and I think, "Oh great! I just vacuumed this place!" The train rushes at me and now the little pinprick of light has become a huge searchlight and I look down and see that I'm holding a sack of organic potatoes and not Rosebud or Nigel. I step off the tracks at the last possible second and the train whooshes past me. In the caboose I see my family. They all wave. I wave back. We blow kisses to each other. A white crow flies across the tracks. I drop the back of potatoes and then all the lights come on.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Last night's dream 7/29/09
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Last night's dream...I dreamt that Rosebud, Nigel, and I were on a roadtrip. Rosebud kept throwing up rose petals and Nigel began singing "Take Me To The River" and dancing with his shoulders bopping up and down and he kept asking me, "Do I look like David Byrne, Mom?" I told him, "Yes, yes, you do. Now Mom has to keep her eyes on the road honey." I asked Rosebud if she wanted me to stop the car and she said, "Heck yes Mom I'm barfing all over the car!" So we stop and she gets out and goes over to a big stand of cactus and vomits rose petals all over the cactus and it blooms into a little house. We all go into the house and there is a little fireplace in there with a fire going and a couch in front of the fireplace. The three of us curl up on the couch and pull a big quilt over all of us. A man walks out of the fire and says, "I'm God and Elliott, you are going to have to sacrifice either Rosebud or Nigel." And I reach over to the fruit bowl on the coffee table and throw an orange at him and grab both the cats and hightail it out of there.
Then I'm in a little airplane and Rosebud is my co-pilot and I look out and Nigel is a wing walker. I am wearing one of those old style leather helmets and big goggles, so is Rosebud. So is Nigel. Nigel also has on a cape that flaps behind him enthusiastically.
"Nigel! Get your butt in here!"
"WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!"
"Nigel!"
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
"Nigel Mewheim!"
"HI MOM!"
He stays on the wing. I am scared but also proud of him.
Suddenly something catches my eye and I look over at the dashboard.
There is an orange.
Last night's dream...I dreamt that Rosebud, Nigel, and I were on a roadtrip. Rosebud kept throwing up rose petals and Nigel began singing "Take Me To The River" and dancing with his shoulders bopping up and down and he kept asking me, "Do I look like David Byrne, Mom?" I told him, "Yes, yes, you do. Now Mom has to keep her eyes on the road honey." I asked Rosebud if she wanted me to stop the car and she said, "Heck yes Mom I'm barfing all over the car!" So we stop and she gets out and goes over to a big stand of cactus and vomits rose petals all over the cactus and it blooms into a little house. We all go into the house and there is a little fireplace in there with a fire going and a couch in front of the fireplace. The three of us curl up on the couch and pull a big quilt over all of us. A man walks out of the fire and says, "I'm God and Elliott, you are going to have to sacrifice either Rosebud or Nigel." And I reach over to the fruit bowl on the coffee table and throw an orange at him and grab both the cats and hightail it out of there.
Then I'm in a little airplane and Rosebud is my co-pilot and I look out and Nigel is a wing walker. I am wearing one of those old style leather helmets and big goggles, so is Rosebud. So is Nigel. Nigel also has on a cape that flaps behind him enthusiastically.
"Nigel! Get your butt in here!"
"WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!"
"Nigel!"
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
"Nigel Mewheim!"
"HI MOM!"
He stays on the wing. I am scared but also proud of him.
Suddenly something catches my eye and I look over at the dashboard.
There is an orange.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
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