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Sailing the sea of cheese
Dec. 11th, 2011 03:23 pmAfter a frankly excessive quantity of cheese fondue at a party last night, I had a few hours of unusual dream scenes, most too brief to remember. The strangest one was something that I was absolutely convinced was real for at least a couple of seconds after I woke up, because it wasn't just a normal dream - instead, within the dream, I had dreamed... remembering what had happened, and actually wondering why I hadn't written about it yet.
My false memory was that when we were in California, the water had been going on and off erratically throughout the day. I turned on one of the taps in the downstairs kitchen and got nothing, so I went around to the other sink and held the container I was carrying underneath the tap as I pushed on it. There were a few spurts of water, and then two goldfish plopped out of the nozzle and swam about happily in the saucepan. My parents-in-law put them in a bowl and kept them as pets.
The other one, I think, I brought upon myself - we drove back along a road called Mystic Valley Parkway, and I said that that couldn't be a real street because it sounded like something out of My Little Pony. That then featured in my dream, when I was on a panel of judges watching a class of primary school children recreate the title sequence of the programme that's captured the twisted imaginations of half the online world. While I don't know what the titles actually look like and so can't comment on their accuracy, I saw the children slipping numerous Internet catchphrases into the act - so I thumped my head on to the desk and told them they were all absolutely dreadful.
My false memory was that when we were in California, the water had been going on and off erratically throughout the day. I turned on one of the taps in the downstairs kitchen and got nothing, so I went around to the other sink and held the container I was carrying underneath the tap as I pushed on it. There were a few spurts of water, and then two goldfish plopped out of the nozzle and swam about happily in the saucepan. My parents-in-law put them in a bowl and kept them as pets.
The other one, I think, I brought upon myself - we drove back along a road called Mystic Valley Parkway, and I said that that couldn't be a real street because it sounded like something out of My Little Pony. That then featured in my dream, when I was on a panel of judges watching a class of primary school children recreate the title sequence of the programme that's captured the twisted imaginations of half the online world. While I don't know what the titles actually look like and so can't comment on their accuracy, I saw the children slipping numerous Internet catchphrases into the act - so I thumped my head on to the desk and told them they were all absolutely dreadful.
