Random Mental Messes

Stories from my past and present... random musings often inspired by the radio... and a way to keep close with loved ones far away.

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Wednesday, June 07, 2006

What Dreams May Come...

Mitch Taylor:
Something strange happened to me this morning.
Chris Knight:
Was it a dream where you see yourself in, sort of, Sun God robes, on a pyramid, with a thousand naked women screaming and throwing little pickles at you?
Mitch Taylor:
No.
Chris Knight:
Why am I the only person that has that dream?

It started with a conversation about how my stepdad Spike is a morning person, and the rest of us are decidedly NOT, and he was musing at how interesting it will be when we are all in the same household, what with him and Pati being morning people. Pati is his and my mother’s grandkitty – my sister’s cat. Short for Cleopatra, and it is an apt name, as she is a queen. So then my sister chimed in with the strange (and eerily similar) dreams she and my mother had when Pati tried to wake them up at an ungodly hour of the almost-morning. So of course I had to comment on how scary it will be if we all have similar dreams, and that they had better hope I don’t have any nightmare-inducing job-related dreams (as I am prone to do) while I’m there…

This is what she came up with: "Pati was a six foot lemur who couldn't find a job, so she jumped into Sara's office through the window and began taking measurements to see how many aliens could fit in the guest chair. Suddenly, Mike walked in and sneezed, causing Sara and the lemur to poop their pants -- but they weren't wearing any pants! Then we were all in a church made of bricks and there was a 70's cover band behind the altar singing (of course) Brick House, but they changed House to Mouse. I started handing out bowls of ice cream but no-body wanted any because it was tuna flavored. Then Mom came in and punched out the lead singer and took over his job. All the little lemurs from outer space started dancing..."

If I am ever the lead singer of a 70s cover band, it MUST be called “All the Little Lemurs from Outer Space.” Unless David Bowie already used that one

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