April 07, 2003
I just woke up on my living room couch after falling asleep watching coverage of the second American invasion of central Baghdad. I had just finished a dream that went something like this:
I sat down in a restaurant alone and saw something written on the menu in that careful but quick script only women can write. After ignoring it and perusing the pancakes I realized that what was written included my name. It said,
"I'm in love with a high-priced lawyer, Randy, and I think I'll have a Sam Adams. If you think it can work you'll have a Heinecken now. When I'm walking home I see a thousand roofs that are the same, but it was on my roof that he took me and made me his. He had a look on his face that said, 'Fitness first!'"
To make things weirder, as I was waking up I swear someone on the TV said, "now that we know that Saddam Heussein is dead..." I watched for a few minutes but they never repeated it.
Now I'm not supposed to be the guy she's talking about in this dream, and this just makes it even more perplexing. But it's 5am, daylight savings time just started, there's a war on and I just slept four hours on the couch instead of my bed -- I don't really care to figure out the meaning because that phrase is good enough.
Fitness first!Posted at April 7, 2003 05:11 AM, Categories: Beardcore