Sunday, 14 May 2006

Heh?

This morning I was puzzled to find a book of erotica on the kitchen table. I was further puzzled to notice that it was erotica intended for "women of color". The story of the Sisters of APF (Alpha Phi Fuckem) it said...part of the Velvet Jones collection maybe??

I had to ask...Lis explained that Rick...the man who was helping with the yardwork and painting of the house and volunteered to drive her around looking at apartments...gave her the book, saying "i bought this but it is meant for women" and apparently she didn't really look at it til this morning. Um HELLO wake up, did I mention also that Rick is married? Lis, get rid! This is further proof to my theory that a lot of men that offer to do nice things for you don't do it out of the goodness of their hearts so much as the hardness of their cocks...that was really rude to say I apologize, but what an ass....hope Lis doesn't get fished in...

Last night I had the most bizarro dream, it went on forever and ever and it was about a family that had septuplets that, in certain versions, went missing...were kidnapped...sailed away unattended in a small boat...I say certain versions because the dream was variously live action, animated, and drawings as in a picture book- with narration. The mother was portrayed by Perdita of 101 Dalmatians, a nondescript drawn woman, and Hillary Swank. The only person I knew in it was an elderly fellow that was very kind to me in the photo lab that day, he appeared in the dream as in investigator. Perdita called a group of people "bastards" how un-Disney of her...the rest of the dream is fading away...

3 comments:

Alex said...

It's like your real life is weirder than your dream.

blister said...

going to step back from being in awe at that guy's smooth chat-up moves to say: please insert camcorder in ear before bedtime. these dreams should be screened. i want to dream in picture book format. if i ever get to sleep again. my neighbours are having all-night high velocity high impact shagathons again. the hidden cost of letting Europeans into England. in the good old days the only thing stiff in our apartments were upper lips.

kookychick252 said...

Hey Ben, how ya been? sorry about the neighbors...in fact I'm jealous of the neighbors...

...my dreams have only gotten weirder
last night a robotic animal, like they would have in Disneyland, was trying to chew my ear off...
then i was flying forward through a snowscape that seemed kind of artificial...a tad Rudolph the Red-Nosed reindeer...later i was in a large auditorium in my underwear, looking through piles of clothes that were scattered on the floor...i put on a pair of tan dockers only to be yelled at minutes later by a man who claimed I stole his son's pants...this was a small child, how i fit in the pants i don't know...then a chase began and there was some weird sense of dread throughout the entire dream although I can't put my finger on why...