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khaosworks ([personal profile] khaosworks) wrote2002-07-24 09:51 pm

What's giving me these dreams and can I sell it?

I was at a housefilk held in this gorgeous house somewhere in New England. I was being shown the place, being the first to arrive, then suddenly lots of filkers start showing up and while I'm hugging them President Bush shows up with his entourage and gives a speech in Japanese to the tune of "Take Me Out To The Ballgame".

Like, whoaaaaaa, dude.

[identity profile] yong-mi.livejournal.com 2002-07-24 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
indigestion

[identity profile] khaosworks.livejournal.com 2002-07-24 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
Probably the leftover Szechuan salted vegetables. You're such a Romantic.
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[identity profile] katyhh.livejournal.com 2002-07-24 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
Hee. Not bad :) But ... can you sell it? Naaaawwww, you need some more practise. *g* Yooh (aka [livejournal.com profile] shannachie) is a specialist for weird dreams. Share a con hotel room with her and listen to what she tells you in the morning, and you will never ever again think that YOU're having weird dreams. Wanna proof? Go here :)
*huggies*

[identity profile] khaosworks.livejournal.com 2002-07-24 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
I left out the bit with the tree in the backyard with the flowers shaped like little beige trenchcoats.

[identity profile] almeda.livejournal.com 2002-07-24 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
If it helps any, I was at a gathering in Australia with a bunch of filkers and other people I knew, and did idiotic 'look at me, boorish center of attention! (and no social skills either!)' crap, and woke up feeling stupid. :-> I thought dreams were supposed to, like, NOT be like reality? Admittedly, there was the whole weird-expressways thing, and the fact that we were burying this lady's medical equipment in the yard, but ...

[identity profile] khaosworks.livejournal.com 2002-07-24 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
I used to have dreams where I do stupid things. As a kid, I had this recurring dream where I was on the bridge of the space battlecruiser and accidentally destroyed the universe while leaning on a control. I awoke with a profound sense of embarassment.

I am the Patron Saint of Minor Embarassments. Just so you know who to plead to for intercession.

[identity profile] quadrivium.livejournal.com 2002-07-24 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
My husband calls me the clumsy ninja, because of my unerring ability to accidentally cause him great pain.

[identity profile] browngirl.livejournal.com 2002-07-24 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
*giggle* I see Erry shared some of her Dreamstuff with you.

A.
who usually doesn't remember her dreams

[identity profile] bardling.livejournal.com 2002-07-24 08:59 am (UTC)(link)
I wouldn't mind having dreams I could remember that well! *hugs*

[identity profile] filkerdave.livejournal.com 2002-07-24 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Why can't I help but think that the Shrub singing in Japanese would make more sense to me than what he says in English?