Saturday, August 1, 2009

Hawaii Dreams

So, last night I had the weirdest dreams. Actually, I slept so horribly that I remember my dreams because the dog kept coughing (he goes to the vet today) and at times I thought he was going to hack up a lung. Anyhoo. The most vivid and memorable one involved Hawaii (but it was nothing like this) and bloggers I read (and was reading before I went to bed.)

In this dream I was in Hawaii for a race. Apparently Maggs and Rachel had hooked me up with a place to stay, but I had to carry their bags for them. They were huge bags and heavy.

Rachel's husband was there and very friendly and chatty. Then I realized I had completely forgotten to pick up my bag at the airport. 

I really wanted to go for a swim in the ocean, but I didn't have a suit. Also, I couldn't remember for certain if I had packed my bike. I was pretty sure I had, but couldn't remember for sure (I seemed unconcerned.) Rachel's husband brought me to a few stores to find a suit, but they had easily the worst and smallest selection of swim suits in Hawaii. (What the hell kind of dump dream tropical islands do you two live on?) 

For some reason I was also wearing Heelys and kept sliding into racks and things. I finally found a suit to try on and had to try it on in a toilet stall/changing room and not one of the handicapped stalls, but one the size of a coffin. The door and partition were extremely short and the old lady next to me let me know she wasn't looking at my junk. 

Then the dog started coughing again and I woke up. The end.


NJ said...

Ummm...yeah! You dream weird. Seriously, there aren't many posts by you lately that don't have something to do with "junk"

D said...

Well obviously that dream is completely fictitious... I mean, husband?

Maggs said...

Get your dog to the vet, you need to finish that dream. There's a lot of questions that need to be answered.