tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6583983316633559747.post7936598732786381079..comments2011-10-24T15:05:28.831-05:00Comments on Mount Drinkmore™: DreamPathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17688268218462706348noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6583983316633559747.post-47453827605780431782006-12-15T10:30:00.000-05:002006-12-15T10:30:00.000-05:00I had a rather disturbing dream as well: I was in ...I had a rather disturbing dream as well: I was in Oslo, attending a reading of Henrik Ibsen as read by Buddy Ebsen. Buddy's cornpone manner wasn't going down too well with his proud Norwegian audience ("...then this here Dr. Stockmann says, 'The strongest man in the world is the man who stands most alone'....Woo doggie, them's fancy words.") In a twist of irony that Ibsen would have adored, Buddy actually becomes an enemy of the people and is forced to flee for his life from the agitated crowd, who eventually chase Buddy into a fjord.<br /><br />Then I woke up.Randyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00882493419310050580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6583983316633559747.post-7791967587383077912006-12-15T10:05:00.000-05:002006-12-15T10:05:00.000-05:00Nothin creepier than an old lady in a playpen.
My...Nothin creepier than an old lady in a playpen.<br /><br />My dream last night had me in a log cabin trying to rewire and Bang & Olufsen stereo amp so that I could plug an iPod into it because <a href="http://www.rickygervais.com/aboutRicky.php">Ricky Gervais</a> and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Merchant">Stephen Merchant</a> were getting angry at the fact that there was no music to dance to.Davehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08491197257766966520noreply@blogger.com