Dreamtime funnies

Posted by Probablepossible on Dec 14, 2008 in Blogging |

My dream began with some very strange stuff about off-loading a truck– off of another truck– in a very clever way that included raising the carrier truck up to a hoist, attaching the loaded truck, shrinking the carrier (literally, to the size of a Tonka toy) and dropping the newly delivered truck to the platform. Yes, I often have technical dreams.

Then a nice, middle-aged, middle-class couple asked me to build a turret onto their house. We walked out onto the street to  look at the house, and I agreed that a turret would be a nice addition. While we were talking, a car came barrelling up the street. I got out of the way, but it hit the husband– and went right through him, because this couple were ghosts. they were a bit embarrassed by this, which is why they hadn’t mentioned it to me.

A little later, we were in some more social situation, and some man gave me a funny look in reference to my new friends. I drew him aside, and told him they were ghosts, and he shrugged as if it were no big deal– he was, it turned out, a zombie, and the other side of his face, the side I somehow hadn’t noticed, was all fungus-y and, yanno, special effects.
he and i were walking as we spoke, and I noticed that his rotting side glowed a little bit in the shade, pink and purple luminescence. I asked him why, and with this very sweet, shy smile, he explained that it was because he was looking "to jump the fence and play in the paddock for awhile." I wondered if my sister would like to meet him– he was handsome in just her style–  at least the *right* side of him was…

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