Thursday, August 17, 2006

Dream Time

As I sat at the breakfast table the other day, enjoying pancakes, bacon, coffee, etc. my wife and foster daughter were gabbing away at a mile a minute as most women tend to do and then I remembered . . .

The dream from the night before-

I got out of bed and walked past a mirror in the bedroom. I was shirtless and I had ABS! They were wonderful. I rubbed them and patted them and baby talked them. I marveled at the David I saw in the mirror. But instead of marble white skin I was an Aztec god. . .

I was immediatley sad as I sat at that breakfast table stuffing my face with the egg, bacon, and pancake sandwich I held with both hands. I told my wife and kid about the dream and they thought it was funny. Three bites later I wasn't sad anymore.

I still dream about my dream . . .

1 comment:

Neil Kelly said...

I dreamed that I was real fat. My head was on Jabba the Hut's body. I had Leia chained up feeding me finger foods.