It’s been a great weekend of sleeping and dreaming.
Saturday morning, I woke up at 9:00 to a faint memory of my dreams and a strong recollection that I told myself in the middle of the night not to forget the dream. Duh. Should’ve gotten up and written that down.
The Friday night dream has something to do with Chris Cactus and his wife Beth. I dreamed that we were all in a reality TV show. It was all these couples living together, like a camp for married couples or something. Why else would there be a bonfire in the middle of the circle, right? That is all I remember.
Last night I went to bed at 11 p.m. and woke up at 11 a.m. this morning. Unless I’ve been tired all week, I don’t sleep like that anymore. It was quite strange for me. When I woke up, I had an equally bizarre dream which I could only remember clearly just one part. The rest of it has something to do with a preview to an epic Thai movie that has to do with the King’s elephant and a jungle monkey that stowed away in the King’s carriage on top of the elephant. Something like that.
The part I remembered is that Brandon and I and a bunch of folks are in a caravan heading for the beach. We drove through this main street, and I saw in a window a leather pirates boots for $5. I looked up to see that it is a Renaissance used costume thrift shop. So I told Brandon to pull over. I got into the store and picked up this wispy blue fairy dress and the tag said $5.
No way! I said. The shopkeeper came out in her purple Renaissance costume and said that the entire store is $5. Holy crap! So I started ransacking through the racks and gathering up some goodies when, true to the Oakley Effect, everyone else arrived at the store.
Then Brandon came running in, “You’ve gotta come out and see THIS!” I was reluctant to come out because I had to put all of my stuff down. I wasn’t about to lose my loot! But it was do-or-die for him that I come outside. So I put my stuff down and went outside.
There it was, the Jack Sparrow costume in the window for $20. That’s it?? Shit!!!
I ran back inside, and it was too late. The line to the dressing room was long. The racks and shelves were empty except a few random items. All I could find for me, already difficult to find clothes my size, was an undergarment corset thing.
And oh yeah, the Jack Sparrow costume in the window? Gone by the time we got back inside the store. Aaaarrrgggghhhh!!!!
So yeah. Me and my crazy dreams.