I had a one-two punch of dreams last night. In the first, I got a job working at the White House. I had a friend there and he got me the job, which kind of sucked. The work sucked, but it was cool to be in the White House. At one point in the dream I got into a conversation with Dick Cheney. I remember thinking, in the dream, I need to write a blog about this. Later, I am carrying dishes back to the kitchen, and I get ‘initiated’ into the crew. They ask me to go through a little half door, and the next thing I know I’m kneeling on an orange rind and sliding down an ice-lined corridor into the bathroom. As I landed, I thought to myself “I guess I’m in”…
Then I woke up, to find myself lying on a bed in a backyard. It’s pitch black out, no stars, inky black. I glance over at my clock, which is on Military Time, and it says 13:28. Nearly one-thirty in the afternoon. No sun. I go inside the house to find my family (my extended family, sisters, nieces, nephews and all), sitting around watching TV. Becky is sitting in front of a computer, but I want to see live news. Unfortunately, every channel is showing entertainment BS. I simply can’t find the news. I do find the Twilight Zone (In which this very thing happened in an episode). I remember wondering at one point if this is a result of the Magnetic Reversal of the Poles, if somehow the rotation of the earth has changed and now the sun is going to rise in the west in about 12 hours (Yes. Even in my dreams, I’m a nerd). Totally not how it works, but still a neat idea.
When I finally, actually woke up, I was determined to write this one down. Too, too strange…
