Tuesday, December 27, 2005

These dreams

I really should not confess the latest of my weird dreams but this one amuses me too much. It will ruin all my street cred, but oh well. Never say I did not give my all for you, readers.

I was dreaming some scene from Star Wars, only not really: it was imagined Star Wars, not an actual scene, but it felt like something out of Return of the Jedi, with Luke and Vader dueling with their light sabers.

Only in this dream, there came a departure: a third light saber wielding individual was involved. Who was it?

Fozzy the Bear. From the Muppets. Um, yeah, so I'm a loser. It's ok, really, I can live with that.

I write poems and have dreams about Jedi-powered hand puppets.

The ladies are lining up.

9 comments:

Taylor Loy said...

Don't sell yourself short, Paul.

Some of the boys are probably lining up too.

And does it matter that many of them are actually old men from fantasy conventions dressed up to look like boys, really?

Hey, in my book, as long as they aren't slave kitty boys from anime conventions that goes down in the PLUS column.

Cha-Ching.

Paul said...

That's it. I'm deleting this post...

Amanda said...

Oh come on, Paul. This may be the best post EVER.

You've got Jedi sword fights, muppets, men AND women, anime, and the word slave.

There should be a Wikipedia entry for this post.

Paul said...

It's really hitting all the bases, isn't it? ;)

Amanda said...

If you could get "peanut butter" in there somewhere you'd have it.

Paul said...

Maybe for my next dream...

Kells said...

Fozzie Bear was the sexy muppet, right?

Well, at least it wasn't Kermit.

David said...

Is everyone having weird dreams lately? (See Gerald Huml's post).

Anonymous said...

Thanks for your openness, Paul. There must be some weird dream thing going around. And, if it makes you feel better, mine involved a new sport invented by an anonymous, Nelly-esque rapper, that involved lines of gangsta types throwing toast at each other, one slice at a time.

It came with this great feeling of revelation, like, "Oh, yeah! I've finally found it!" So, if I throw some toast at you at the next AWP, please don't take it the wrong way. Just chasing the dream.

Chad Parmenter