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January 28, 2009

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Chips and hot salsa before bedtime isn't always a good idea.

Sounds like a swell buffet...

Nom nom nom.

Wow! That's one hell of a dream!

that is so genius. You're a genius in your sleep! you should be able to harness that somehow, for the good of humanity.

That's funny. I had a dream that I was inside of an automat with other bloggers.

like a series of tubes?

I have fond youthful memories of the Horn & Hardart's Automat in downtown Philly. There was just something so appealing about all those little windows. And unlike steam-table joints nowadays you had real crockery plates. And you didn't have to talk to waitresses and waiters, which was great.

Bill- I swear... no salsa and chips before bed...

ZMR- All brains were present and accounted for.

Von- It was. It was curious when I had it, but was creepy when I remembered (dismembered) it...

Kathleen- thank you for giving me permission to sleep 24/7!!! You'll have an easy labor for that.

Joe- you're a funny man. :) You know, I stopped by your window in my dream and opened the door, but you told me to move along... nothing to see here...

mdh- next thing you'll be telling me I've built a blog to nowhere...

Dan- Do you actually respond if a waitress/waiter speaks to you or do you just kind of grunt and grimace??

Ha -- actually I'm one of these genteel and polite customers, but I would still prefer it if I could just open one of those little glass doors and grab my own food.

I actually kind of LIKE talking to waitrons....

All brains were present and accounted for.

except when you opened the Empire....

I'd hate to be in a case with Rush Limbaugh.

Luckily, I don't has a blog!
~

You dreamed just how I've been feeling: my blog has my head in clear-windowed little box along with millions of other jack-in-the-box bloggers. And last time I looked, sure enough my body was here, too, just stashed out of sight.

I love your dreams :-)
See now that you have posted your picture... you get to see all of us too!!

No no, it was me. I have built a blog to nowhere.

This dream clearly represents your desire to get a head in blogging.

looks like futurama got into your brain - http://theinfosphere.org/Head_Museum - it's free on tuesdays, as well :)

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