Monday, July 25, 2005

Astrid is to blame for marital strife

  • Last night I had a dream that included a fellow blogger. I dreamt that Astrid -- her hair dyed red like that girl in " Fifth Element" -- offered me a stack of pancakes to marry her.
    "I'm already married," I told her
    I must have said this aloud in my sleep, because my wife had a dream in which I walked in and told her that all these six and some-odd years I had already been married to another woman, so our marriage was null and void. When she woke up, she was angry at me.
    "I was so mad, I was going to smash all the coffee mugs," my wife said.
    That's pretty mad, I guess.
    If Freud's assertion that dreams are repressed wishes is true it means that my wife is hoping that our marriage is a sham and I am hoping for some pancakes.

  • Evil is threatening my neighborhood.

  • Apparently having fun is against the law in Florida. Killjoys.

  • Who names their child Rad?

  • A rafting trip for terrorists seems like a disconnect. It's as if terrorist camps are run like those corporate motivational getaways. One wonders if they also had to do trust falls and egg-and-spoon races.

  • My favorite headline this week.

  • Gwen Stefani's new song sounds as if she is trying to initiate a The Cars revival. All hail the return of Ric Ocasek!

  • Good name for a band: Color-Coded Fear

    Afe said...

    Hey that's funny, because last night I had a dream that a stack of pancakes came to me and offered me Astrid in exchange for my hand in marriage.

    Then I devoured Astrid and she tasted exactly like chicken.

    heatherfeather said...

    i can't see your favorite headline of the week. :( i don't have a username or password...

    but thanks for the tickler story - little old ladies say funny stuff!

    Chris Cope said...

    Oops. OK, it's fixed now, Heather.

    Astrid said...

    Haha.. I am laughing so much that my teeth are nearly falling out. I just cannot believe how someone can refuse my oh-so-delicious pancakes. You must réally love that Rachel-girl, Chris.

    And Afe, now that you have eaten me, who is going to dance on your shed's roof to scare all the uninvited guests away, huh? Yes, even when you are really hungry, you still have to think before you act!

    Dave Morris said...

    If dreams are repressed wishes, I wonder what my "flock of sheep" dream means.

    Oh my.

    heatherfeather said...

    hahahahahahaha! that was worth the wait!

    Afe said...

    Don't laugh too much. Your teeth will fall out and you'll never be able to eat pancakes again.

    Cindy-Lou said...

    Regarding the naked tickler, why do they put a picture of the world's ugliest feet on there? I don't like that. But I do like the naked tickling idea.