6.14.2005


regarding my previous post, i've changed the word "tits" to "snoobs" so as to not offend anyone; also regarding my previous post: be careful what you write about...

i just had a real humdinger of a dream and, as a result, have been searching through an
online dream dictionary all morning. naturally, once i was done unlocking the deepest secrets of my subconscious as revealed by my nighttime ruminations, i spent the next 45 minutes boning up on what other people dream about (besides boning). for instance, to see or wear a wet suit in your dream suggests that you are slowly and safely exploring your inner feelings and emotions.

huh. sounds good. unless, of course, your wet suit is made out of lentils, because lentils mean that your surroundings are emotionally straining and unhealthful.

for the record, my dream was so staggeringly complex that my subconscious will undoubtedly be visible from space within the year. if you'd like a sense of its unbridled absurdity, my dream involved:



- buttered portobello mushrooms


- extra tall airplanes designed so their wings can go over highways while taxiing


- chinese lanterns hanging in my neighbor's shower


- one of the Supremes hitting on me


- a "tag team"- style robbery in a bumpy subway car


- postcards from brazil, found under my bathrobe


- terminal "blue 201... NOT blue 20" at the bus station



let it be known that all of the above appeared in my (singular) dream, though not necessarily in that order. in fact, the buttered mushrooms actually appeared at the end of the dream and were part of the peace offering i made to the Supremes girl after realizing we shared an attic. at that peace offering we drank Corona, which were arranged in my refrigerator so that all the labels faced to the right.

seriously.

a team of psychiatrists on steroids and strong coffee could work around the clock for the rest of their lifetimes and not begin to scratch the surface of that deeper meaning, baby.

however, a safe bet would be "something to do with snoobs."



nathan filibustered at 9:30:00 AM



at the podium.

name: ..nathan..
shoes: thin, uncomfortable
sleeping in: queens (the city, not Latifah)
mirror: :rorrim
throws: righty
current crush: young britt eckland
lunch: i'm into brunch now
cohorts.

=audio science=
=LL Robot=
=Hasser Vision=
=Seanbaby=
archives.

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talk to me Goose.


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