Four nights straight I tell you -- four nights I've had dreams involving two things, food & barry zito?
wait WHAT? Everyone pause -- the whole world knows I'm in love with Jon Lester and best friends with Buster Posey/ (apparently) Cody Ross. (Seriously, someone came up to me and asked, "Hey, you like Cody Ross right?"
and
do you see the correlation? because frankly I don't.
Don't get me wrong, I love Zito. He's been called "planet zito" which makes me proud because as a kid, they used to call me "planet becca" lost in orbit and I'd get really angry and turn really red and once I punched the kid who called me that. In short, I didn't like it.
So here's how the dreams go (the ones I vaguely remember)
I'm in line to get french fries and so far it's all good. There's apparently no veggie burgers at this place (which is a huge food court -- it's dreamlike = D It pretty much is like the size of an indoor mall, but instead of shops and stuff it's ALL food.) So anyway, it's all great until I get in line and I find out the place I got in line for has no veggie burgers (since I'm a vegetarian and all). So I thought to myself, damn, that's not good because I'd waited in line for quite some time. When I finally got to ordering they had corn on the cob, which in my dream my friend and I were both craving. It looked good, but I settled for the french fries.
Anyway, after I order I get this tray full of just these perfect french fries.
AHHH!
I go to find a table, which isn't a challenge like it is at most food courts because the place is just so large. I sat down and something happened, but I forget what. I still hadn't touched the fries.
all of a sudden I'm having a conversation with Barry Zito. Yup, he's just there, casually, talking and eating, and I must have been in shock because I didn't touch the fries. Every time I'm about to, something gets in the way. So anyway, all that happened then my annoying alarm woke me up (for those of you with iPhones the alarm called 'alarm?' it's crazy).
so pretty much it was more a nightmare -- since I never got to eat the fries.
dream two:
this one's a lot more vague. All I remember is that Aubrey Huff and Buster Posey are both in it too. I just recall being at one of those old 50's diners, the kinds with the vintage vinyl booths, the shiny red kind and the little soda bar thingy ma-bob and all the milkshakes and stuff. Not that I lived through the 50's.
So I go up to order, Huff's at the table demanding a strawberry malt shake (geez) whereas Posey is waving at me to get whatever. I, of course, want french fries since in the dream I had last night I didn't get to eat them. I go up to order and the guy tells me that they don't have french fries.
Wait. A goddamn American 50's style diner/burger joint doesn't sell french fries? Apparently so, but they have malt shakes and chinese food. So get the very picky and apparently impatient Huff his stupid strawberry malt shake and the unpicky posey some food of sorts and sit back down without french fries. Zito sends me to get napkins and wake up.
why can't I eat in my dreams?!
dream three:
Like the last one, this one is more vague. Actually I remember nothing except for walking around for hours with some friends and Barry Zito to find pancakes.
Dream Interpretations Anyone?
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