Double Flee A

Sorry, but I have to tell you about my dream.

About sixty people had lunches but no silverware so it was like "prize day" and a bunch of camp counselors were throwing silverware at us. They nailed an asian girl with forks right in her side while she was sitting playing a violin. She fell over and didn't move.
My brother Joe was a kid, being interviewed about his star wars collection. They weren't treating it like a cutesy kid story either, because he could see into the future. He was obsessed with Star wars collectibles that were yellow in color.
Then there was a video montage of the news televising all these proudest moments in people's lives. The secret ones that no one ever saw or would believe if they told them about it. These pool shots they hit when no one was looking, or them saving babies from drowning when no one was around. One guy threw his shirt when he got in his house, and then coudn't find it when he came back from the bathroom. He looked everywhere, then saw it was hanging on a hanger. He had thrown it just right. The camera zoomed in on his face, and he had a look of goofy incomprehension. Everybody had that look when their moments came. Most of them loked around to see if anyone had seen this happen.

posted by dale @ 11:01 AM