The Tennis Ball Can Stop The Earthquake
May 11th, 2006 at 02:36pm
Regular readers would be well aware of some of my odd dreams, but this one probably takes the cake.
I was standing in the dining room and there was an earthquake, when I looked down the hallway there was a set of stairs going down to a train station where trains were screeching with their brakes trying to stop them during the earthquake. A person standing next to me said something along the lines of “trains don’t like earthquakes”.
I walked into the lounge room where a group of people were holding a large pole and waving it about, one of the people yelled out that if they can get a tennis ball on the end of the pole, then the earthquakes would stop. For some reason I then went out to the backyard where somebody threw a tennis ball over the fence and I attached it to the end of the pole…and the earthquakes stopped.
I then walked into the backyard again, and found Nattie attending to a bunch of smiling tennis balls. I walked back inside and heated up a cup of coffee in the microwave, a woman was sitting next to the microwave and she asked me what I was going to do with the coffee and I informed her that I would be having it with my lunch, she looked up at the clock which said that it was 5:28pm, and she said to me that I should be more civil and have lunch at midday.
I took my coffee out of the microwave, and looked at the woman sitting next to the microwave, and she was CSI character Catherine Willows, I then looked into the lounge room and saw another CSI character, Gil Grissom staring at my lounge.
The dream then ended.
Samuel
Entry Filed under: Samuel's Dreams
4 Comments
1. Chuck A. Spear | May 12th, 2006 at 3:21 am
Were the CSI mob having a coffee stop before they went to check out a nice garden in Reid?
2. Chuck A. Spear | May 12th, 2006 at 4:14 am
Any hints on the line up for this months Samuel’s Persiflage?
3. Chuck A. Spear | May 12th, 2006 at 7:46 am
Oh my. I just opened a tin of Black and Gold dog food and ladled out mouthfuls with a spoon. I consumed the whole can followed by a packet of B & G dog rings that I boiled up and ate as a noodle dish.
Just as I finished the last morsel, I realised what I had done. I slapped my self in the face and wondered what had led me to commit such a culinary blunder.
I realised that before I went to sleep I had just been on Samuel’s Blog.
4. heatseeker | May 14th, 2006 at 9:38 am
Yes Chuck … many subversive influences lurk in here.
Like the guys in Close Encounters of the Third Kind (I still can’t find the first two instalments of the movie if anyone can help me out) I find I am obsessively drawing the Section 84 Development and scuplting it in my mashed potato.
And just last night I built a scale model of it in my loungeroom from the 716 825g tins of Black and Gold pineapple pieces (with the new label, after the refreshing change) I have been accumulating at the rate of at least 16 a day.
Yes, very obsessive behaviour!
Meanwhile, I am having strange dreams (probably inspired by Black and Gold coffee) that I am being pursued by the evil five horsemen of the apocalypse …