And, because my sister
And, because my sister has given me permission, I will post this. She was visiting me on Parent’s Weekend…"Your strange, but awesome friends," said she, "must have had a bizarre effect on me, because they are stealing the
limelight in my dreams."
And how.
* * * * *
I was walking in a desert that was called the Sands
of Time. There were several small pyramids along the
way. I went inside the first one and was transported
to St. John’s where you, Prose, and Aurora were
waiting.
"Come on," you said, "we have to save the others. And I have the key." You hold up your keycard. We hold hands and form a circle. You drop your keycard in the middle of the circle and we are instantly back in the Sands of Time. We then proceed to the next pyramid.
In front of it was a lion with a mouse on its tail(remember that picture Grammy had which is now hanging next to my bed). The lion asked, "What is the passenger limit of a 5-person car?" You, Prose, and Aurora were trying to figure out what it meant. I nright away realized the answer was obviously eight and said so. We were then let inside the pyramid and brought to the present-day autobahn. Hayden raced
past in the good old green VW Jetta (or whatever it was). You put your foot out to stop him and the car flipped over (like in Monty Python). We brought him back to the Sands of Time.
The next pyramid had another lion/mouse in front of it (as did all the others). This time the lion said, "Write me a sonnet in three minutes." Aurora immediately produced a pen and paper and wrote a sonnet. (I wish I could remember it). We were transported to our house a few years ago when the front was still gray. Mr. Young was swinging on the swing while writing something. He read it aloud to us. It was a poem about childhood. It was the most beautiful thing any of us had ever heard.
Breaking the serene mood, several motorcycles came roaring down the street and stopped at the Matsons’. I thought it was odd that one of them was in a skirt.
"Perhaps he is Scottish," I thought. So I started talking to him in the little Scottish Gaelic that I know. As it turns out, it was Buban, in Prose’s Catholic schoolgirl costume again. We took them back to the Sands of Time.
The next lion said, "I have eight legs in the morning,four in the afternoon, and two at night. What am I?" You answered, "The Wilting Octopus," and we were let in — into the ocean where Ron was kayaking with a large Q-Tip. We took him back to the Sands of Time.
I don’t remember what the next lion said, but we were brought to an old garden. (Each successive pyramid brought us a little further back in time). In the middle of the garden was a moss column. Around it were a bunch of black men draped in ivy. (I only now realize that they probably represented Ivy Blackman).
Anyways, the moss turned into Moss and we went back to the Sands of Time.
The next lion asked us to sing a quartet. So Buban, Mr. Young, Prose and I sang "The Gift of Love" (Ellen, Carly, and I sung/played this for our confirmation). The rest of you were various instruments: guitar, violin, piano, and something else. We were let into a deteriorating room filled with Mr. Eagle look-alikes all playing guitar. You guys managed to find the right Nate by asking who his girlfriend was, and drilling him on Dr. Who.
The next lion made me recite "Tomorrow and tomorrow" (which I did, sign language and all). We were brought to ancient Troi (not spelled Troy, but the same place). There we rescued Tori through a long process which might have been another dream. (I think it might have involved the Nazis conquering Greece and
Italy).
The next lion asked a question about Utena which you knew the answer to. We were transferred to ancient Japan. Tracy was sitting in the middle of some village square, writing and drawing. We tried to pull her away, but she kept saying that she was inventing anime. We told her if she didn’t come now she would have to stay in ancient Japan for the rest of her
life. She said she would like that a lot. She thought again and said, "but then there would be no one to find my roommate’s keycard." She reached over and pulled your keycard out of your ear. We traveled back to the Sands of Time (with Tracy).
The last lion asked me to recite Fox in Socks and then Buenas Noches Luna. We were transported up to the heavens. There was Roy sitting in a throne as Zeus. Libby was draped across Roy in much the same way that she had been at the Silmarillion reading. We took Libby, but Roy wanted to stay because he was immortal and wouldn’t give up a chance like that. So he pulled
a little pill shaped object out of his pocket, gave it to us, and instructed us to place it in water. So we left Roy to rule the universe and returned for the last time to the Sands of Time.
We all traveled back to St. John’s and placed the little pill thing in a cup of water. It immediately started growing (like those yucky dinosaurs Blin used to have that would grow in water). The dream then switched to a kind of Fish out of Water reenactment except with Roy instead of Otto. Roy finally reached
his normal size and he fortunately did not shrink when we took him out of water.
I guess my dream must have ended there. It was actually a lot longer and a lot more detailed. Because by the end, we had rescued several more of your friends (whose names I don’t remember). This dream actually isn’t that weird compared to my others. It’s the fact that I remember a lot of it that makes
it strange.
"As it turns out, it was Buban, in Prose’s Catholic schoolgirl costume again."
"(I think it might have involved the Nazis conquering Greece and
Italy)."
"We tried to pull her away, but she kept saying that she was inventing anime."
"So we left Roy to rule the universe and returned for the last time to the Sands of Time."
Katherine, in lieu of you, can I have your sister? PLEASE?
November 5th, 2002 at 5:20 pmThis entry inspired me to go do this.
November 5th, 2002 at 7:06 pmthis and this make me happy. ^-^
November 5th, 2002 at 7:11 pmMoss removes uranium from groundwater? What a noble thing to do.
November 5th, 2002 at 7:11 pmBut the rat, er, rabbit trick is more amusing.
November 5th, 2002 at 7:12 pmHmm… have I ever met Katherine’s sister?
December 1st, 2002 at 3:37 am…I wonder what I looked like in the dream.