tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25805042.post7956560549949151477..comments2023-08-03T09:30:05.517-04:00Comments on Riding a bison: Dreams: Nazis and LambCabezahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11999687733029976277noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25805042.post-73445454791372718832009-02-20T12:30:00.000-05:002009-02-20T12:30:00.000-05:00I apologize for taking so long to get to this."Ama...I apologize for taking so long to get to this.<BR/><BR/>"Amazing" is all I have to say. I don't think I've ever had a dream that involved a loss of limbs or eating human flesh. Huzzah!The Sharkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09310081508496496402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25805042.post-31499915598069425082009-01-16T10:45:00.000-05:002009-01-16T10:45:00.000-05:00Lamb... mmm... now I'm craving a Gyro. Thanks!Lamb... mmm... now I'm craving a Gyro. Thanks!Tedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06332717055043849620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25805042.post-4012047346355568852009-01-15T18:19:00.000-05:002009-01-15T18:19:00.000-05:00Yum! i wonder what i taste like?and for some reaso...Yum! i wonder what i taste like?<BR/><BR/>and for some reason i'm dying to now vhat ze radio frequency vhasemilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10153926301246648262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25805042.post-79680927407772416812009-01-14T18:16:00.000-05:002009-01-14T18:16:00.000-05:00It's the barbecue arm that makes that dream a clas...It's the barbecue arm that makes that dream a classic. I had a strange dream last night too. I was writing a short story about an estranged husband and wife that was playing out before my eyes: The husband would wake up night after night and build houses out of white cardboard in his sleep, and his wife would watch him but didn't dare wake him. I stopped writing mid-story, sat the characters down on a couch, and said, "Really, you two have got to get it together."Erin Ann Thomashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08123661125007920534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25805042.post-75581910480716488372009-01-14T16:22:00.000-05:002009-01-14T16:22:00.000-05:00You are one twisted fellow... and I look forward t...You are one twisted fellow... and I look forward to reading more of these.Aaronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09586164909571636253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25805042.post-4970308034666956282009-01-13T13:52:00.000-05:002009-01-13T13:52:00.000-05:00No more Digiorno leftovers for you right before be...No more Digiorno leftovers for you right before bed. That's like a strange combination of "What's the Freqency Kenneth?" by REM, Silence of the Lambs, Indiana Jones, and maybe some Wolfenstein for good measure...Carlos the Greathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17787353215258274739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25805042.post-83894919949375403712009-01-12T23:07:00.000-05:002009-01-12T23:07:00.000-05:00So my first reading was not nearly thorough enough...So my first reading was not nearly thorough enough: in one eye and out the other (?). On second glance: really? So creepy. Nazis and gaping holes and amputation and lamb-tasting you? Eeechk.<BR/><BR/>(Word verification: suatska. Google reaches heights of oblique creepiness?)Kjerstin Evans Ballardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17238310612153701886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25805042.post-21603574300307811252009-01-12T17:50:00.000-05:002009-01-12T17:50:00.000-05:00Last night I had a dream Jared and I were in a cla...Last night I had a dream Jared and I were in a classroom sitting with the students but we were the teacher's helpers. Jared kept disagreeing with everything the teacher said which confused me since we were supposed to help. Then something fell under my desk. When I went to get it I got trapped and couldn't get out from under it. So far as I remember Jared had both arms in my dream.Warrenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17059735648946659240noreply@blogger.com