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January 18, 2006

On the interpretation of dreams

    Dad, I had a dream you were smoking. Do you smoke?
    No, honey. I told you I quit. I haven't smoked all year.
    You also had a different form.
    Oh yeah?
    You were a raccoon.
    See? How could I smoke if I washed my cigarettes first?
Also, the back seat of my Mazda looks as if a fairy got carsick back there. Glitter all over. Posted at January 18, 2006 03:22 PM
Comments

Gotta be Gamma, right? Beta's not made of glitter.

Posted by: D at January 18, 2006 04:51 PM

That's the surprising thing - the dream was Gamma, but the glitter was from Beta and her friend's Christmas gift exchange in my car on the way to the movies one night earlier this month.

Posted by: mig at January 18, 2006 05:47 PM

i'm still trying to get all the glitter out of my rug
from the halloween party

Posted by: sahalie at January 19, 2006 12:05 AM

of course i'm made of glitter! and frills, and silk, and lace...

Posted by: beta at January 19, 2006 08:46 AM

all that glitters is not gamma
said by shakespeare and some spammers
many a man his doblo hath sold
a glittered mazda to behold...

Posted by: anne at January 19, 2006 07:26 PM
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