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I don't normally have dreams like this, or at least don't remember them, so here goes.
I was attending some kind of high-end party for music. Like the Grammys. But political and it was something like the Democratic convention, I guess. And I remember noting that with all the celebrities there, it is weird that U2 wasn't there.
The show and party were ending soon, so I took the opportunity to stand on a really tall tent and look down. Just then I realized that Charles Grodin was high up in the air on a winged flying machine and I had the chance to do that too, but decided it was too dangerous.?
My keys fell on a lower tent roof, which was still higher than everybody else, but luckily Donald Rumsfeld, who was in charge or maintenance and cleaning, picked them up. He also helped me get down.
I realized or remembered that I had seen Donald Rumsfeld earlier at the party and he had given me a NASDAQ code. He was trying?to be a fatherly figure. And then at that moment he told me, basically, that he bought me a little NASDAQ machine. It was kind of like an old digital clock, but he turned it on and entered my code, which I had lost. He told me that he hoped I would get into politics. I told him that I respect him very much because, as he is retiring, he would be contributing to the Democratic party by encouraging me to get into politics.
I then realized that both of us (Donald Rumsfield and I) were kind of in a shop that sold Chinese colorful plant toys that were meant to be substitutes?for children. They sang and talked to you and were like cute little plant robots. He was explaining to me how a type of fish with teeth is good to catch and just then a colorful and beautiful fish, as large as a breadbox, with crazy colors and teeth, swam by.
Then Caspian, my son, who was Robin, impressed all the superheroes by moving a single statue with his whole body while I couldn't.
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I'm impressed you remembered as much of that. I don't recall having many political/cultural celebrities in my weird dreams, but who knows?
I don't normally have dreams like this, or at least don't remember them, so here goes.
I was attending some kind of high-end party for music. Like the Grammys. But political and it was something like the Democratic convention, I guess. And I remember noting that with all the celebrities there, it is weird that U2 wasn't there.
The show and party were ending soon, so I took the opportunity to stand on a really tall tent and look down. Just then I realized that Charles Grodin was high up in the air on a winged flying machine and I had the chance to do that too, but decided it was too dangerous.?
My keys fell on a lower tent roof, which was still higher than everybody else, but luckily Donald Rumsfeld, who was in charge or maintenance and cleaning, picked them up. He also helped me get down.
I realized or remembered that I had seen Donald Rumsfeld earlier at the party and he had given me a NASDAQ code. He was trying?to be a fatherly figure. And then at that moment he told me, basically, that he bought me a little NASDAQ machine. It was kind of like an old digital clock, but he turned it on and entered my code, which I had lost. He told me that he hoped I would get into politics. I told him that I respect him very much because, as he is retiring, he would be contributing to the Democratic party by encouraging me to get into politics.
I then realized that both of us (Donald Rumsfield and I) were kind of in a shop that sold Chinese colorful plant toys that were meant to be substitutes?for children. They sang and talked to you and were like cute little plant robots. He was explaining to me how a type of fish with teeth is good to catch and just then a colorful and beautiful fish, as large as a breadbox, with crazy colors and teeth, swam by.
Then Caspian, my son, who was Robin, impressed all the superheroes by moving a single statue with his whole body while I couldn't.
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My favorite part is you using a bread box as a unit of measure.
On Tue, Sep 21, 2021, 6:29 AM Todd Rhoads < todd@...> wrote: I'm impressed you remembered as much of that. I don't recall having many political/cultural celebrities in my weird dreams, but who knows?
I don't normally have dreams like this, or at least don't remember them, so here goes.
I was attending some kind of high-end party for music. Like the Grammys. But political and it was something like the Democratic convention, I guess. And I remember noting that with all the celebrities there, it is weird that U2 wasn't there.
The show and party were ending soon, so I took the opportunity to stand on a really tall tent and look down. Just then I realized that Charles Grodin was high up in the air on a winged flying machine and I had the chance to do that too, but decided it was too dangerous.?
My keys fell on a lower tent roof, which was still higher than everybody else, but luckily Donald Rumsfeld, who was in charge or maintenance and cleaning, picked them up. He also helped me get down.
I realized or remembered that I had seen Donald Rumsfeld earlier at the party and he had given me a NASDAQ code. He was trying?to be a fatherly figure. And then at that moment he told me, basically, that he bought me a little NASDAQ machine. It was kind of like an old digital clock, but he turned it on and entered my code, which I had lost. He told me that he hoped I would get into politics. I told him that I respect him very much because, as he is retiring, he would be contributing to the Democratic party by encouraging me to get into politics.
I then realized that both of us (Donald Rumsfield and I) were kind of in a shop that sold Chinese colorful plant toys that were meant to be substitutes?for children. They sang and talked to you and were like cute little plant robots. He was explaining to me how a type of fish with teeth is good to catch and just then a colorful and beautiful fish, as large as a breadbox, with crazy colors and teeth, swam by.
Then Caspian, my son, who was Robin, impressed all the superheroes by moving a single statue with his whole body while I couldn't.
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i'm going to say that i almost invariably find long descriptions of complex dreams to be one of the most tedious things that i regularly take part in in my social life. not so this one; this is very?rich and funny and understandable. i also agree one hundo per cent with joe on the use of the breadbox as a unit of measure. at my house, since none of the people i live with has ever seen a breadbox, we have updated the question to "is it bigger than a redbox?" which is a more currently universal unit of measure
On Tue, Sep 21, 2021 at 11:10 AM Joe Steinberger < joe@...> wrote: My favorite part is you using a bread box as a unit of measure. On Tue, Sep 21, 2021, 6:29 AM Todd Rhoads < todd@...> wrote: I'm impressed you remembered as much of that. I don't recall having many political/cultural celebrities in my weird dreams, but who knows?
I don't normally have dreams like this, or at least don't remember them, so here goes.
I was attending some kind of high-end party for music. Like the Grammys. But political and it was something like the Democratic convention, I guess. And I remember noting that with all the celebrities there, it is weird that U2 wasn't there.
The show and party were ending soon, so I took the opportunity to stand on a really tall tent and look down. Just then I realized that Charles Grodin was high up in the air on a winged flying machine and I had the chance to do that too, but decided it was too dangerous.?
My keys fell on a lower tent roof, which was still higher than everybody else, but luckily Donald Rumsfeld, who was in charge or maintenance and cleaning, picked them up. He also helped me get down.
I realized or remembered that I had seen Donald Rumsfeld earlier at the party and he had given me a NASDAQ code. He was trying?to be a fatherly figure. And then at that moment he told me, basically, that he bought me a little NASDAQ machine. It was kind of like an old digital clock, but he turned it on and entered my code, which I had lost. He told me that he hoped I would get into politics. I told him that I respect him very much because, as he is retiring, he would be contributing to the Democratic party by encouraging me to get into politics.
I then realized that both of us (Donald Rumsfield and I) were kind of in a shop that sold Chinese colorful plant toys that were meant to be substitutes?for children. They sang and talked to you and were like cute little plant robots. He was explaining to me how a type of fish with teeth is good to catch and just then a colorful and beautiful fish, as large as a breadbox, with crazy colors and teeth, swam by.
Then Caspian, my son, who was Robin, impressed all the superheroes by moving a single statue with his whole body while I couldn't.
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