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January 09, 2004


It's been some weird dreams in this neck of the woods lately.

3 weeks ago I dreamed I was in between my wife and our teenage daughter having a fight. Junior had inherited her mothers red headed temper and all around stubborn demeanor in such arguements.

The end result was that instead of losing the top of the house to the arguement I stepped in and said that I was shipping the kid to Canada to spend the summer away from us. (She would go live with her aunt my Canadian Sister.) This ended working out well by the time I woke up.

Fabulous Babe on the other hand has strange dreams almost nightly. Most are work related but lately there have been some odd ones about the baby. Sometimes she will wake me up by asking questions in her sleep. The other night was a "Do you know how to change a diaper?" pop quiz. My answer passed muster and I was left pondering where it came from.

My other memorable dream was trying to get Junior to come out from behind a chair. I finally had to pull the chair away from the wall. Somehow this lead to the creation of a blanket fort in the middle of the room that had Junior giggling like mad and the envy of all the other kids.

I'm not alone when it comes to strange dreams. We recently moved our offices at work and I was chatting to some people that will eventually be taking over our space. (They work in HR. One of them works out at the gym with FB.) The person you would least suspect mentioned having a dream about a box. When the box was opened it inside were three mice with argyle patterns in their fur.

Argyle mice.

I'm not sure what you have to eat, drink, smoke or have been exposed to that would bring argyle mice into your thoughts. When she said it I began looking around for Agent Cooper and the dancing backwards talking dwarf. (I'm an old Twin Peaks fan. Sorry for the obscure reference.)

It did give me newfound respect for the HR department though. I'm betting this leads somehow to cubes in the forms of mazes and manditory argyle shirts. You just wait.

Posted by Jim at January 9, 2004 10:57 PM


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