Last night was the first night in weeks I didn’t need air conditioning. Hate room air conditioners; love my Sharper Image bladeless fans with Ionizers and a mode that sounds like ocean waves and lulls me to sleep.
Last week I dreamed that I was living in a house in Queens with a carpenter; a really beautiful Tudor house with much glass and the carpenter looked like a combination of Jon Bon Jovi, Kevin Bacon and Daniel Day Lewis, a few years ago. He broke up with me. I’m not sure if I really woke up and told myself to redo the dream, or if I was sleeping when I said that. But I redid the dream and guess what? The outcome was the opposite, and actually went 20 years into the future to show that we were still together.
Last night I dreamed that I was in a room with Woody Allen, doing everything possible not to have sex with him. It was kind of sickening. Have no idea what these dreams mean. Not sure I want to know what last night’s dream meant.
On another subject entirely recently I have been reading many new or new to me blogs. Frogma is one of my favorites, because it’s about kayaking on the Hudson River which is my backyard. Not that I see it from my apartment view; but I do get the salt air. Here’s to somebody who lives the total Manhattan experience.
My husband’s convinced that when you dream, all the characters are you. By his reckoning, you’re embracing your inner Jon Bon Jovi, and running away from your inner Woody Allen! Good for you.. JBV is a much better choice. Sounds healthy to me! 🙂
Hahaha
Elaine: “Was Mia Farrow there?”
Kramer: “I didn’t see him.”
Good thing as there are already enough rumors in the city about you and the mafia. The mafia connection is preferable to the Woody Allen due to the fact that Woody is not at all sexually attractive and at least you can say Gotti is Italian.
Was the song “If I Were a Carpenter” playing in yur mind during your dream?
oh thank goodness you didn’t have sex with woody allen! i’m glad you didn’t cuz if you did you’d have to write about it & i’d have to read about it. i’m also glad you didn’t cuz it wouldn’t be a dream darlin’, that’d be called a nightmare.
as always…
Woody Allen, wonder why you had a bad dream. Take it from me being a carpenter my self I know why you keep dreaming about that carpenter….
you should get a fan, i have delicious dreams when we have the fan on.
i ahve to admit I quite fancy what i call “ugly” men but woody allen….er.. no.
Thanks for your comment on my blog the other day. I never really thought of it from the angle of computers helping people with disabilities be a part of society. All the best to you.
Dear Pia,
Let’s hope there was no clarenet involved in the Woody dreamscape.
Oh, and that fan sounds wonderful.
Jackie
I meant that a computer helped organize me. I have been part of society all my life, very much so. I had organization problems, add and other things.
they never interfered with my life other than in ways I have discussed to death in my blog
However the men I have been with will tell you that the only thing interfering with me was my own misguided perception of myself
And they’ve always been the kind of boys girls would try to fight me for–that sounds absurd but it’s hot, I just came in, and I’m tired
yes there are people who have become more engaged in “society” and that’s wonderful, but they’re wonderful people who should be part of the fabric of the world to begin with.
They usually don’t go around talking about their problems because they don’t want to be typed–and they’re right.
My problems aren’t noticable so I have never feared talking about them. Which is probably stupid because if I don’t bring them up nobody knows.
But, probably misguidely, I believe that blogging is a place for honest exchanges of ideas and lives.
We’re all a car ride from being disabled; the most able of us could be hit by a car, fall off a ladder, dive into a shallow pool tomorrow.
“I know truly disabled people who wouldn’t have a life at all without computers. Their brilliance is readily apparent on computers, not in person. It gives them a chance to be much a part of society.”
Here’s your comment…tell me how my comment disagrees so strongly with what you said. I don’t really understand…I guess I didn’t include the word “much.”
I’m tired, hot, and perceied it too personally which is why I’m taking a break from political blogging where my character and everything about me has been defamed over the past six months.
Yeah, I hate hot nights too, they really bug me. And having to run the A/C? Bleh!
I dream some weird stuff too- that dream you had was weird- but I’ve had waaaaaay weirder. So don’t worry, you’re not alone.
And as for your comment on taking a break from politcal blogging- GO YOU! Too many blogs out there blog too much on politcal stuff; a little is ok, but every day?
Just a misunderstanding…can we still be cyber-friends?
Of course; political blogging has succeded in doing what many people have tried for years–making me paranoid 😉 actually it’s not funny