But what does it mean?

I had one of those bizarre nights of sleep the other night where it felt like the entire time was filled with one long dream. Parts of the dream were transparent, parts were not. I had related it to Grizzled. His comment? "Well, at least your anxiety dreams are taking on a different form!" I'm not totally sure it was an anxiety dream... parts of it were very nice, parts of it were not, but I would not put it in the category of dreams I have where public transportation turns into a roller coaster ride and I somehow always end up in my bathrobe at the last stop which is on top of a hundred foot high piece of scaffolding with no where to go. Now that is an anxiety dream!!! No this dream was different and went through many stages.

I started off in a park talking to old men who were playing Bocce. The odd thing about these men is they were not real, the were all the old man of Geri's Game. They were digitalized. Yep, they all had Geri's head, but were wearing Breton striped fishing shirts. As I said, I was just talking with them, but I remember the conversation as being wonderful. I remember thinking I did not want to leave and I could just stay here forever talking with or listening to these men. Everything made sense... but before I knew it, I was now at a mall. I don't like malls that much and was not happy to be there. I seemed to be shopping for pillows. My cart was filled with them. My cart was also filled with my eldest lamblet and some other younger child that was not mine. My youngest lamblet was at home, sick.

For some reason both girls who were with me wanted to ride in the cart. My eldest lamblet is way past cart age and being all limbs at this point, was not going to comfortably fit, but in she went. The other girl, although smaller, was wedged in as well. She kept putting her head down on the plastic-wrapped pillows and I was so worried she was going to suffocate. I kept telling her that she could not put her face into a pillow wrapped in plastic! She told me she was not using the wrapper as a toy so it was ok...

I then realized I needed to pick up my youngest lamblet's homework and as soon as I thought it, I was in the school hallway with my shopping cart full of children and pillows in tow. I left it in the hall as I stepped in to Mrs. X's room to get the assignments. She was in the middle of a math lesson. She was teaching algebra. I commented to her that I thought algebra was a little out of line for a 2nd grader, but she said they didn't need to solve the problem, just set it up. Ok... that made more sense. I went to grab the assignments, but was told I needed to take a seat and stay for class. As I went to sit down, I saw the class was filled with older teenagers. I asked if this was 2nd grade, but was shushed by the teacher and was told it was time to turn out the lights.

I don't remember if this was nap time or if she was still teaching, but I was really tired so I put my head down and fell asleep as did the kids around me. When I woke, it was dark outside. The teacher was still talking, but I looked at my watch and noticed it was 7pm! I still had my child and someone else's child out in the hallway in the shopping cart! I was also wondering if Grizzled might be wondering where I was and with that, I really woke up, more tired than I had been when going to sleep. I also missed the old men and their conversation. I still remember the feeling that when I was talking with them, everything made sense.

(Note to Pinko... I did not consider the Geri character a celebrity, hence the reason why you were not notified. :))

Comments

[Pinko Punko]

The Committee for Dream Appropriation will rule at a later date.

[Dan Leo]

Ah, the dream of still being stuck in school. I wonder what all these home-schooled kids will dream about when they're older? About still being stuck at home? And what if they really are still stuck at home?

Excuse me, I have to go read all of Shakespeare's comedies in one night and then write that term paper that was due last week, provided I can find the right classroom to deliver it to.

[Walt Disney's Ghost]

This is a cease and desist order. We insist that you no longer have dreams that contain Pixar (and by extension forever, Disney) characters. You have violated copyrights of one Walt Disney who has legal rights to all Pixar characters images and dialog that were not specifically retained by Pixar Animation Studios. As you had an extended conversation with Geri(s) during your dream, this clearly extends well beyond "fair use" considerations, and besides, we here at Disney Inc. hate fair use, we prefer fare use. You have 5 days to remove this dream from your head or face legal actions.

[Kathleen]

excellent comment. pitch perfect.

[Mary Jane]

It's too late... The dream is now stuck in my head too!!

[Jennifer]

WDG- LOL!

MJ- look out, Disney will be after you as well. :)

[billy pilgrim]

I think it means that you are obviously late in your Judgely duties.

Get those cookie results moving! There's an awards ceremony to prepare for!

Blue Girl will be distraught. I'm sure she's preparing an awesome video for the winner.

[Jennifer]

My results have been tallied for some time, Mr. Banshee Pilgrim!

And!! I'm actually shifting them from that old school method known as pencil and paper and am putting them on AG's hot 'n happenin' Excel spreadsheet as we speak! So there. :-p

I will say this, although Grizzled and I had some different opinions, our numbers are pretty close. This is going to be a close race.

[billy pilgrim]

Only geeks use Excel. bleh. I want to see a database, that includes trash talkin and bad videos.

All we can say for sure is that BG and Chuckles have scored the same. And that is funny, right there.

[fish]

Only geeks use MySQL and R. Not that I, um, know.

[Jennifer]

MySquirrel?