Friday, January 13, 2006

Boring dream #2

I noted a few days ago that, compared to those of my lovely wife, my dreams are a real snooze. In what threatens to be a regular feature here at good old Blog Meridian, I offer you further proof of this.

The only part I remember of this one, which I had a couple of nights ago, was that I was watching an installment of American Idol (a show, by the way, that I've never watched even 5 minutes of before). Not even trying out for it, much less winning a recording contract. I was watching it. And not in person, either. I was watching it on TV in my living room.

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1 comment:

Ariel said...

I feel for you. My dreams, when I remember them, are often similar. In their boredom, anyway.

I'm resisting the impulse to play Freud and taunt you with suggestions about the repressed rock star within.