Snoozed until 10:30 AM, talk radio on. Dreamt that Thom Hartmann was jetskiing while holding onto a second jetski occupied by a foamcore cut-out of the continental US. However, before he had left port, someone had wedged a large Xian cross along the Eastern edge of the model, affixed proudly from Maine on down to Florida. Only now does he notice the cross but it's too late for him to turn back.
I join the narrative and chase Hartmann down in a jetski of my own. What kind of dream is this? I hijack the second jetski, taking with it it's symbolic foamcore to a random spot along the nearby coast, covering it in the dirt under an upturned liferaft. Then I wade back into the waters to drown.
I awaken to news of The Insurrection in D.C. and begin cleaning my room. Still no signs of any infection. In two hours I had sneezed twice.
There should be a rule that in cases of insurrection all commercial interruptions be suspended.
Update: I learned last night that Jim's out of the stir but there's now a restraining order barring him from coming within 1000 feet of the premises. Dunno how that came about, just yet. Seems excessive. But I'm too liberal to take my own side in this fight. I hope Jim finds some peace, quickly.
* um, now…with quotation marks.
Wow, a wild dream. What is a Xian cross? Or is that an oblique reference to the Confederate battle flag?
ReplyDeleteI object to the drowning yourself part, in any case.
Sneezing sounds like it may be from dust from cleaning.
The restraining order sounds appropriate considering he attacked one resident and threatened another's life. Take that seriously and watch the entrances.
Xian just means Christian, as in Xmas. My landlord uses the reference himself. "†-ian"
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