I dreamt that my daughter’s friend Heath and I were ducks but, per his human father’s rules were not allowed to go into their swimming pool because “you don’t know how to swim.” I argued that because we were ducks, we obviously could. I left the pool and went to the library to back up my argument.
Category Archives: Family and friends
Not a Patriot
I don’t remember the details of the dream itself, but I was saying in my head during whatever the dream was, like a soundtrack, the mantra “My father is not a Patriot.” (meaning a New England Patriot)
Licking camels
I dreamt that my daughter toddled backward into traffic and, to explained to the man babysitting for her why you couldn’t do that, I told him to lick a camel because it is similar to licking a rhinoceros, the only way to learn how to watch a toddler.
Placebo
I dreamt my mom insisted I drive two hours to a pharmacy because she had run out of placebos.
High school hose
I dreamt that everytime a high school friend of mine sprayed me with a fire hose I turned into a different one of our friends.
Boot tongues
I dreamt that my daughter’s job was to stick her hand into dirty, smelly contractors’ work boots and straighten out the tongues.
Concrete carpet
I dreamt that I was sitting cross-legged on a sidewalk. My friend came and, with a saw, cut entirely around my concrete slab leaving it floating like a magic carpet above a dark abyss. I was fascinated by this event.
Bonanza
I dreamt that an expanding rift appeared, a hole growing in space and time, with ragged, torn and burning edges. A green product about the size of an ATM with robot arms coming out of the top, appeared in the hole. I knew the machine was the answer to a product that a friend has been struggle to design. And then it was gone, answer gone too, and horses started leaping out the rift.
Red wine
I dreamt that my daughter and some of her friends were drinking at our home. Before they left, one of her friends in a white t-shirt took a full glass of red wine and threw it at her chest.
Bacon
[I didn’t dream this one, actually happened, but a favorite nevertheless.]
My sleeping daughter sat up in bed, said, “I do not have bacon,” and lay back down.
Kevin Bacon, annoyed to not be had.