Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Dream Journal: February 20, 2010


I had a small dream this night, while I was in New Zealand:
I was taking apart aluminum picnic tables with my stepfather and stepbrother.  (I don’t have such in real life.)  We were having problems getting the nuts loosened and I said “I don’t understand this.  I’ve taken apart wooden picnic tables before.”

A moment later, my step father — who looked like comic book artist Keith Giffen — said “There goes Jim, lying again like always.”

I completely exploded at him, tackling him and trying to throttle him (but also trying not to) while yelling at him that I don’t lie.  My stepbrother just laughed at me while my mother sat impassively nearby, knitting.



Updated on May 26, 2010
In retrospect, the tackle/throttle part of this dream felt a lot like Lost.  Picture any cast member whaling on Ben until he's scraped and bloody.

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