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The Dream, and Other Stuff
Oct. 14th, 2005 12:25 pmIn my dream, I am Luke Skywalker, and I'm helping Darth Vadar escape from the Rebel forces. I'm actually a short, stocky man with longish hair. Darth is a tall guy with a bit of a two-face: one side is handsome, and the other disfigured. We're lying on the floor of an old farmhouse just chilling out when a blue-lit space probe zooms over our faces. We know we've been sussed out, so we run for it.
We tear off outdoors, tromping through waist-deep snow. After doing a lap of the house, we dart inside. I peek back out through the doorframe and see a storm trooper, sans helmet, making his way toward him. I know I have to distract him in order to give Darth a chance to get away, so I decide to seduce the stormtrooper.
I trundle up to him, and begin rolling around in the snow. The next thing I know, I've turned into a woman, and I'm demanding money for my favours. The stormtrooper is mostly broke, and half the money he gives me is Canadian Tire money.
Then I wake up.
Whoa....
In other news, remember the disembodied squirrel tail I found a while back?
Today, while walking to work, I saw a squirrel sans tail hopping across the street in the general vicinity. Mystery (mostly) solved.
Now, if I could only find a wingless bird to go with the pigeon wings I saw lying on the street.
...
And to keep myself sane, today I picked two purple clover blossoms on the way here. When I get the chance, I admire them and sniff them. I think they are quickly becoming my favourite kind of flower. I have contemplated getting purple clover, in various stages of their development, around my lower back and front of my pelvis. I probably won't do it, though. I don't know if I'd want it permanently....
And one more thing: I may be learning to do Florentine-style flogging. Hmm.
We tear off outdoors, tromping through waist-deep snow. After doing a lap of the house, we dart inside. I peek back out through the doorframe and see a storm trooper, sans helmet, making his way toward him. I know I have to distract him in order to give Darth a chance to get away, so I decide to seduce the stormtrooper.
I trundle up to him, and begin rolling around in the snow. The next thing I know, I've turned into a woman, and I'm demanding money for my favours. The stormtrooper is mostly broke, and half the money he gives me is Canadian Tire money.
Then I wake up.
Whoa....
In other news, remember the disembodied squirrel tail I found a while back?
Today, while walking to work, I saw a squirrel sans tail hopping across the street in the general vicinity. Mystery (mostly) solved.
Now, if I could only find a wingless bird to go with the pigeon wings I saw lying on the street.
...
And to keep myself sane, today I picked two purple clover blossoms on the way here. When I get the chance, I admire them and sniff them. I think they are quickly becoming my favourite kind of flower. I have contemplated getting purple clover, in various stages of their development, around my lower back and front of my pelvis. I probably won't do it, though. I don't know if I'd want it permanently....
And one more thing: I may be learning to do Florentine-style flogging. Hmm.
