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13 September 2004 @ 06:04 pm
my wacky dream life  
Fair warning to kelleymck, the first one will ick you out.

Here are snippets from my dreams, three nights running.

Thursday night: Kel and I were heading to a party prior on a Friday night before Faire. I needed eye surgery, and she was performing it, but we needed to find Lewis, as he said he would staunch the blood. We got to the party house. Lewis hadn't shown up yet. "We really need to get going," I said, "if I'm going to be healed enough to joust tomorrow!"

"He'll show up," she replied. "We'll just get started." We settled in the basement rec room. She cut into my left eye, repeatedly, until she had to admit we needed Lewis to finish.

"I want to see," I insisted, rising and walking to a full length mirror on the wall. My eye was criss-crossed with tiny incisions (and, oddly enough, no blood).

"Let's just hope it holds up to the pressure of your helm against it," Kel said. (and then I awoke)

Friday night: At the very end of the dream, a group of Faire folk had gathered at a Midtown pub on the East Side. Nothing remarkable about it save they served half-pints of beer in long rectangular glasses. Lewis had gone to get his drink; he came back holding a full pint (in a regular pint glass, by the way), and said, "Someone just asked me how much I paid for this. I said (and here he went into full Sheriff mode) "Nothing. It is, after all, a club sandwich.") (and again, I awoke)

Saturday night: A new booth had oppened at Faire. The actor who plays Robin Hood had made a purchase there, and was eager to show me. "Look!" He held up a slim cardboard box, wherein I could see the pale yellow fluff of a chick. "I'm going to name it Bob, after my Dad." He was beaming.

"Um," said I, "You do know that will grow up into a not so fluffy chicken, right?"

A brief pause, then, with that startled indignance I've only seen from Hood, he answered, "... Yes!"



Now, then. I think I can guess the origins of the eye thing, but not what the hell the rest of it means.

As for the '....club sandwich!" thing - there is no doubt that, in my dream, Lewis was telling one of his jokes. The sad thing is, my subconcious made this particular joke up. Clearly, my subconcious thought this was a real knee-slapper. ::sigh::

As for the last dream... I've got nothin'.
 
 
I feel: confusedconfused
 
 
 
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Kelladyjoust on September 13th, 2004 04:15 pm (UTC)
I'll be happy to give you the whole story (and just a moment to say oh Gods! I am drooling over you icon!!!)... I don't want to bore folks here (though clearly I'm happy to bore you!). You can give me your email, or you can reach me at madgen@gmail.com. Anything for a Tammy fan!!!!
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Kelladyjoust on September 13th, 2004 04:27 pm (UTC)
In case you got a message it was undeliverable, I forgot a period:
mad.gen@gmail.com

Sorry!
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Kelladyjoust on September 13th, 2004 04:34 pm (UTC)
Sorry!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kelladyjoust on September 13th, 2004 04:34 pm (UTC)
OOO.... but there should be a 'Sent Messages' or some such in your email... that would still have the text
rrrragganald on September 13th, 2004 05:08 pm (UTC)
could the chick have to do with the rooster crowing during old mountain tyme at pub sing sunday? i wanna illustrate your dreams! but i have no free time :O( and oo oo and can i get the story of how you started too?
Jaredcrimsontom on September 13th, 2004 05:40 pm (UTC)
Actually, I was going to say maybe it was more Floyd (the Rooster) crowing at ungodly early morning hours nonstop on Saturday morning (but I don't think you were there that morning).
rrrragganald on September 14th, 2004 04:00 pm (UTC)
i certainly wasn't there............ but maybe i will be next year....or were you talking to ladyjoust?
Kelladyjoust on September 14th, 2004 06:05 pm (UTC)
No, Don and I stayed home Friday night.
kelleymck on September 14th, 2004 08:20 am (UTC)
ick indeed.....and why do you think I was cutting into your eyeball? I am not good at this sort of thing.
Ilena Ayalanetsearcher on September 14th, 2004 11:41 pm (UTC)
I just have to laugh at this one...
As for the last dream... I've got nothin'

Go with the obvious.

Robin Hood always winds up taking the cute chick home. :)