A body's inablity to paralyze itself during dreams can make for some interesting living, as you've seen from previous blog posts.
This morning I have a very vague recollection of a comical event that must have confused Katie a bit to say the least, that I thought I'd share.
After a solid hour of sleep, I have a hazy recollection of blocking Katie's access to the bathroom door as she attempted to get in to ready herself for work.
"The editor man in the bathroom says that I must pass the first bean before granting you access." I said with conviction.
Receiving a funny look I pressed on explaining the situation:
"I think that you, my friend, have found yourself in quite a literary pickle."
After some persistent convincing that there was no editor man in the bathroom she lead me back in bed, I laid down, and that was the end of the exchange between me, Katie and the man in the bathroom.
Thank god she doesn't think I'm too crazy...
-sam
Posts
2 comments:
I ended up having some very similar conversations with friends after some concerts last week. I ended up with swine flu as a result. Hopefully the same does not happen to you.
- The Guy From The Hamburger Train
Oh I don't know. I wouldn't say you are crazy. I believe there was an editor man in the bath room if you say so. I know the feeling. I was thinking about you and just wanted to say hi. Love you. Hi Katie love you too.
Post a Comment