Last night, on my third "sleep-over" at my new house, I had a really bizarre dream.
Let me preface it with this: On Sunday, I hired movers to move all the big stuff over to my new house (You know: shelves, entertainment center, kitchen table, beds, etc) But since there is no internet connection at the house yet, I am still working out of my old apartment. Since I knew that I'd still be at the apartment for at least two more weeks, the movers ("woof," I might add) moved a lot of stuff, but left lot of little stuff left to move. I figure that if I carry a couple of small boxes home with me every day, I'll be completely out of the apartment in the next two weeks. So Basically, I'm commuting from home to work every day now, like the rest of America, and some of the key stuff I use everyday is still at the apartment.
So for example, today is the first day I was actually able to shower at the house because I finally remembered to take the shampoo and other shower stuff over to the house last night on my way home.
Added to the mix is my reluctance to scoot furniture around on the wood floors until I get the little felt scoocher thingies attached to their feet, which results in my living room is now filled with 40 boxes that haven't been unpacked since Saturday.
And as if that wasn't enough, there's the whole appliance thing. There's a blog entry in itself.
Anyway, it's under these near-third-world conditions that I am living in my house now. So I did manage to set up the television with the DVD player in my bedroom. So all I can watch is DVDs. You know what that means. And yesterday, Season 2 of Strangers with Candy arrived so before going to sleep I watched a couple of the episodes and listened to some of the commentary. Strangers with Candy is about a bizarre 40something year old woman who has given up her life of crime, drugs, prostitution, graft, etc, to return to Flatpoint High and get her high school diploma. Part of the humor is the highschool schtick, and part of it is the 4oish year old woman being accepted as a 16 year old by everyone in the show. I do believe that Stephen Colbert, Paul Dinello and Amy Sedaris (all writers and the stars of the show) are brilliant and the humor of this series lampoons everything.
One of the episodes I watched told everyone to live their dreams, and then told everyone that their dreams were to graduate and work in the plastic flower plant plant.
So with all of that in mind, know that I am going to tell you about part of my dream last night:
Jerri Blank (the 40ish high school chick played by Amy Sedaris) was flying a Southwest Airlines Boeing 737 and I was one of the passengers. She was going on in that way she does about how flying airplanes was her dream right now. Of course, she wasn't very good at it. I don't know where we were going, but the flight was more like a ride in a bumper car than an airplane. We ended up flying in the 737 under the Golden Gate Bridge, above the mouth of the San Francisco Bay, without getting wet. Somehow that was important. And she turned around from the steering wheel and said she was helping me live my dreams.
What's it all mean? I woke up laughing. Just like when the blind guy on the football team got tackled by the other team. Funny stuff, but an acquired taste.
