Got up late, had an upset stomach last night that is waning but still there, and I’m swamped at work.
Still before I forget about it I thought I’d share my strange dream I had last night.
Now before I start, again I’ll note I was indeed having some digestion issues last night. Generally that results in some freaky nightmares, or some bizarre tours of an MC Escher dream-scape.
Nope, last night I dreamed that Linoge and I, and a bunch of friends who must have been from central casting, because I knew they were my pals, and I was happy they were around, but I sure as hell had no idea who they were, or even their names, were waiting in line for what was told to me was a summer cucumber eating contest.
It was just us standing in line and talking about random shit. It was just an asphalt parking lot, and I couldn’t even see any cucumbers or tables or anything…nor did I know what a “Cucumber Eating Contest” entailed, and if I’d be playing or just watching other fools.
The one real oddity was a man pulling a red wagon filled with Akita Puppies and one slinky old white cat. If you went to pat the puppies the cat would go Exorcist and hiss and spit in the most loud and vicious way I’d ever encountered….so I left the dogs alone.
That was the dream. A bit strange…but really I was amazed just how fucking boring it was. I’ve read that everybody dreams every night, and just most of the time we forget them. Strange that such a forgettable dream was remembered…..