Blue Pajamas

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Dreamt I was at a party; Mr. B and GAV were there. I remember talking with a four-star general and Dick Cheney — apparently, Dick's daughter was getting married, and we were telling him it's okay to be nervous or whatever.

The memories of the dream are confusing … there was an arts and craft hour, where Mr. B and the guests were cutting papers and stirring stuff in a bowl … G. Seemed to be coordinating the party, and I was running errands … at one point, I was at a pajama factory, and I was given 100 blue pajamas as a gift.

About 2am, I get a call from RAW. He's stuck in a snowdrift. His motorcycle broke down, and then he was run over by a delivery truck. Somehow, because of the snow on the road, he survived unharmed.

This reminds me of an earlier dream, where I was driving a grey sports car with tinted windows in Miami, looking for a place to park … the place I parked at closed after 5pm … I had to use some old-school Knight Rider Turbo Boost function to hop the car over the iron fence.

Back to RAW in the snow. I had connections with the Norse Gods and DC New Gods, so I made a phone call to get some help out to RAW. I did this while attempting to make an instant breakfast shake with hot water instead of milk.

RAW ended up hitching a ride on the back of a passing garbage truck. The New Gods found the bike and brought it to a garage for repairs.

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3 Responses to “Blue Pajamas”

  1. D says:

    Fantastic ending

  2. Anonymous says:

    Yes, fantastic ending…let’s hear another one. No, really I’m only kidding.

  3. R.A.W. says:

    Thats me.

    Hitching a ride on the back of a garbage truck.

    A great metaphor that sums up my day to day existence pretty accurately.

    Thanks for the mention.

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