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12:20:2002 Entry: "Ann : DREAMs-An Offer I Surely Refused"

DREAMs-An Offer I Surely Refused

Dream 1. I was privvy to some very important information that was wanted both by the law and by the mafia. I was sitting in a bus that had four seats across like the center aisle on a DC10 I flew on 25+ years ago (I don't know what they're like now...I can't afford planes), but this was a side aisle. I was sitting next to someone, I think it was my mom. I was sitting toward the aisle, leaving one empty aisle seat next to me, she was sitting toward the window. I was approached by this male chauvenist fat detective wearing a light-colored raincoat who sat in the empty aisle seat. He kept saying he wanted to make a deal with me, and I was telling him to get lost, that I'm not talking to anyone. He left. Then I was approached by a couple mafia guys who sat down in the empty aisle seat together, wanting to know the same information. I started acting, and saying melodramatically over and over "I love Michael, I love Michael." (meaning Michael Corleone?) The mafia guys were most confused, which was my objective.

Dream 2. I was going to get a tattoo. I wanted to get a dingbat spiral shape on my big toe. I went to a tattoo parlor and started picking out large blue beads I wanted for my tattoo (?!?). I think the tattoo guy was someone I used to know from Fort Collins, but maybe it was just someone who looked like him. I was trying to draw him a sketch of what I wanted, but was having a hard time drawing the symmetry freehand, so I told him I needed to go home to make it on the computer and get a laser print of it. Then after I left, I thought, "why am I getting a tattoo? I don't want a tattoo!"


Ann!! You should get a tattoo, not on your toe maybe, but still, you are a tattoo person, you just don't know it yourself yet ;o]

Posted by Nico @ 05:21:2002:05:00 AM CST

No I'm not. I hate needles. Plus I want the ability to change the item or even animate it like my flash kaleidoscopes. I think my form of bodily adornment hasn't been invented yet.

Posted by Ann @ 05:21:2002:09:54 AM CST

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