I crawled to the computer with my first cup of coffee--and was riveted by the drama taking place right here at DAR while I slept! Flicker and Jim? Who would have guessed! What great posts to wake up to-the poetry of Flicker with a Western twist and Colonel Jim -I'd forgotten the wonderful flow of his words and his humor! How great to read him again!!! What chemistry! What a pair! Thanks, you two. I can't wait for the next installment....
Hmm--does the saloon need a piano player?
But speaking of crawling to the computer. For all you who don't dream, count yourselves fortunate. I'm completely exhausted after this past night. I know you want to hear all about it. It all started when I found myself on a high dive and realized I was wearing a bikini- (I'm sure this was a result of the breast augmentation discussion X and I had at Feelings)and thought, I can't dive 50 feet into the water-the top will fall off. But there was no way down. And someone said, "You'd better hurry. They're letting the water out." So I dove and got out but had to dive back in because I thought someone was drowning, only it turned out to be a leather jacket.
"You're late!" said my mother critically. We were in a hotel. "Your date will be here in a few minutes." My date? I rushed to the room and none of the clothes in the closet were mine. I threw on something weird and went out-and there were Dan and the boys-(was he my date?) He yelled, "We have to run! There's a tornado coming. Run for that building and get inside." I looked up and all around us I could see funnel clouds dropping. (This is a recurring dream I have so it was kinda boring.) So we ran and ran-only we didn't make it to the building, just to the porch and a tornado started knocking all the panels off the roof and I was trying to protect Ammo. Then I realized the building was the Psychology Dept. at my old college. And instead of Ammo I was there with Sally, a good friend from school, and another girl who was screaming that her ankle was broken. So Sally and I made a seat with our hands and carried her to the infirmary, but we all kept falling down. Sally said, "We'll never be ready for our dates. We'd better run." (Who WAS this mysterious date????)And we started to run across the lake path to our dorm, only the path turned into Jurassic Park, all filled with Skittle-colored dinosaurs. "When did they add this?" I asked Sally.
I don't know how I'm going to get through this day. I'd take a nap but I don't think I have the energy to live through it. |
