Quote of the day...er...week...umm...hey, look, a quote!!

Tibi gratias agimus quod nihil fumas.

It says "...freedom of...", not "...freedom from...".

Nolite te bastardes carburundorum!

"It's amazing to me how many people think that voting to have the government give poor people money is compassion. Helping poor and suffering people is compassion. Voting for our government to use guns to give money to help poor and suffering people is immoral self-righteous bullying laziness. People need to be fed, medicated, educated, clothed, and sheltered, and if we're compassionate we'll help them, but you get no moral credit for forcing other people to do what you think is right. There is great joy in helping people, but no joy in doing it at gunpoint." - Penn Jillette

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Must Have Been the Cheese

Last night I dreamed I was in a world devoid of other people.

There were buildings, cars, everything left as if the people had been there moments before but were now gone.

I wandered from room to room of my grandparents' house (on my mind of late and setting for many of my odd dreams), only it wasn't their house at all. It was some other place, inside.

There was one room that was stone, grey and dark. A fireplace sat cold and empty, an old-fashioned parlor chair before it, moth eaten and mostly frame and tatters. Cobwebs stirred in a chill breeze that touched only those ephemeral spider-leavings. All the rest of the house and grounds were colorful, sound, save this room.

I was looking for useful things to scavenge. I was alone, and it was quiet...there were animals in the world, I'm sure, but none here. Not even birds.

A toy helicopter hovered into view and began shooting tiny wooden missiles at me. I hid in the wine cellar with an empty bucket.

Then I woke up because a cat stepped on me and meowed a demand to be petted (obviously having decided that my need for sleep was superseded by her need for affection).

So what the Hell was that all about??

4 comments:

HermitJim said...

You're right! Must have been the cheese...!

Either that, or too many trips to the wine cellar!

If you figure it out, let me know!

Susan said...

Wow. Just wow. The helicopter especially blows my mind!

Kyddryn said...

Mister Hermit, sir...I have given up trying to figure out what my brain is up to...

Mizz Suzan, it certainly had me thinking...

Cygnus MacLlyr said...

I could tell all, but then... I've first-hand pseudo-psycho access...

Try the Longhorn cheddar next round. The extra-sharp obviously hath higher irksomeness...