I had another weird dream last night.

I was out for a run in the early morning before work when I decided to stop in at the local Worcester art museum. So I strolled up, and walked inside. A blonde bombshell ran up to me and said “Mike D! welcome, we know you like the art scene so feel free to come with me” I replied “how did you know that?” and she said “we know. You and Jill really enjoyed the exhibits last new years eve at the museum when you went to the star room.”

I thought it was strange that this strange girl knew a strange amount about my museum going experience but I continued on with her anyway. We went through a few exhibits, and then I saw a flight of stairs so I escaped my blonde guide and ran up the stairs. They led to a huge ball room.
“funny, I don’t remember the worcester art museum having a ball room” I thought to myself.
Suddenly I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around and there was a curly haired brunette there.
“mike d. you shouldn’t run off like that”
“sorry, it’s getting late. I should probably get my bike* and go”
“nonsense. it’s snowing”
and so it was. Snow storming is more like it. There were three feet on the ground and I couldn’t budge my silver bicycle. So the brunette took me back to the blonde and the plot thickened. I soon learned that the two girls were sisters, and that they both were deeply in love with me. But I turned them away commenting on how much I adore Jill**.

We went through the rest of the museum and as I was leaving I realized it was well after 5pm, and I had COMPLETELY missed the day at work. In all my frustration I started running out the door when my high school physics teacher stopped me.

“Mr Mongeau!” I gasped, “what are you doing here?”
“dad?” said the two sisters
“Mr Mongeau is your dad?” I said confused
“of course!” Mr. Mongeau replied, “you’ve never met my daughters before?”

And that pretty much ended the dream.

*at the time I didn’t question the fact that I had Run to the museum, not biked.

**this is true. and Jill, I should be awarded endlessly for my faithfulness even in the subconcious

5 thoughts on “Dream

  • 2/1/2005 at 10:12 am

    Before you went to sleep, did you watch the SB email where strongbad get’s the email from the girl and her sister?
    That could explain alot.

  • 2/1/2005 at 11:50 am

    1 Fried Egg sandwich, with Bacon

    Stupidest dream ever. I had one where I was a gumdrop.

  • 2/1/2005 at 11:59 am

    Awarded?!?! I think not. You don’t get awards for things that you’re supposed to do.

  • 2/1/2005 at 4:10 pm

    HAHAHA. 1 Zing Point awarded to Jill.

    I had a dream and all I can remember about it now are the letters SC.
    It was pretty good though. I overslept because of it.

  • 2/5/2005 at 4:45 pm

    You had a dream about Mr. Mongeau?


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