That seems like something he might say.

A craggy guy with a nice smile, a brain, a sense of humor

And the blood of a sixteen-year-old. (note: not really true)

Weird dream: Ran into old friend in the supermarket, said hi, a and my hand passed right through a shelf. "Oops," I said, "I seem to be having an out-of-body experience. That's why I don't remember getting up this morning. Come to think of it I don't remember getting up yesterday or the day before. By any chance am I..."

Old friend: "As a doornail. I spoke at your memorial."

Me: "Wow!"

Old friend: "Umm, what is it like being ...?"

Me: "So far, very confusing."

Then I woke up, boinked my hand on the dresser getting out of bed, had breakfast, did some work. so far, still solid..

I had the third dream lately where I was pregnant. This is a new dream trope for me. I was also getting married and supposed to drive to Paducah, KY for the honeymoon. It was supposed to be a 3 hour drive and I was really not looking forward to it because our leaving time kept getting pushed back.

I don't know what it means.

I love your dream, Typo.

An interesting night for dreams.

A close friend of mine died of AIDS about 16 years ago. For a few years after, I kept dreaming he was still alive, and very sick. Often I'd think, "Wait, I thought he died. We have to go through all this stuff again?," which was weird. (When I'd wake up, I'd be surprised I wasn't happy he was alive in my dream, but instead I just dreaded his decline and death.) Then one night I dreamed about him and told him, "I hate to tell you this, but you're dead." He just nodded.

After that, I dreamed about him much less. Weird.

I'm waiting for someone to get home and check their front door for a package. The wait is driving me batty. What if they don't go home? What if the package isn't there? What if they don't like what's in it?

Oops, that was me! I just posted in Goodbye and Good Riddance, but THANK YOU for the fantastic gifts! And I'm sorry I didn't get online last night to say so; I don't tend to spend much time online during weeknights, since I'm on the computer all day at work, and my computer at home takes forever to boot up.

An odd night for dreams, indeed. I dreamed that I was pregnant (also a common theme in my dreams recently) and then I gave birth to two tiny, very premature babies that looked like tadpoles. I was happy but also worried for them and I couldn't tell anyone about them because they weren't "ready" yet. Very weird feeling.

Just posted in Natter:

Old headline from the National Examiner:

Girl gives birth to a frog!

"Doctors blame LSD."

So I guess we've gotten to the bottom of that one.

Heh. No more LSD after 9pm for me!