Dream posts are usually about as fun to read as what I had for lunch posts. I know that, and yet I'm going to tell you about the dream I had. Or at least the "relevant" bits.
First, for reasons unknown to me, Hotrod was at my house (though not my real house, rather the house I grew up in and haven't lived in for 20 years) seeking computer help. While I was helping him I noticed that every time I pressed the enter key a segment of his face would turn a lavendery purple. His face would purple in orderly stripes with each keystroke.
I was, of course, freaked right the fuck out by this. Hotrod, not so much. I even took a picture with my iPhone and showed it to him. He shrugged, "yeah it happens sometimes."
Then, he needed a cord for his iPod and I had to go find one in these containers in my bedroom. Ever the gentleman, Hotrod would not step foot in the room, and instead would go outside, walk around the house and then shout up to the window. Since I couldn't find the cord right away he decided to got to the corner bar with Craig Finn. I promised to meet them there as soon as I found the cord.
Eventually, I gave up on finding the cord and went to the corner bar. There I found Craig, Hotrod, Emma Peel, M----l, and some of my friends you wouldn't know. I played some Bruce Springsteen on the jukebox and we laughed.
That is all.
[this is good] haha! that is too funny. Was Hotrod singing while you were on the computer? Because I noticed his face turned pretty purple at KttD on some of those attempted high notes.
Posted by: crankypants | 10 July 2010 at 07:09 AM
There we no singing that I can recall. The purple was really really weird though, which is fitting because hotrod is really, really weird.
Posted by: Jodi | 10 July 2010 at 07:12 AM
[this is good] Huh, my dream last night involved entering a horse into a big Irish race. We won on a technicality. Nobody was purple.
Posted by: Lurkertype | 10 July 2010 at 06:34 PM
You write the best dream posts ever. My favorite one you've written about is still the one of Uncle Joey masturbating in your bathtub. It makes me laugh to this day.
Posted by: Heather | 11 July 2010 at 07:14 AM
[this is good] Perhaps this is your brain's way of dealing with your secret, suppressed desire to attend the next KttD. After all, Hotrod + Bar + Music = KttD.
Oh, and I doubt Hotrod owns an iPod in the real world. I'd guess he's a Zune man.
Posted by: M-----l | 11 July 2010 at 08:48 AM
The Uncle Joey still haunts me to this day. It doesn't help that my niece is a big Full House fan.
Posted by: Jodi | 11 July 2010 at 08:47 PM
I'm pretty sure Hotrod owns a Zune too. The thought of which makes me shiver in horror.
Posted by: Jodi | 11 July 2010 at 08:48 PM