Arby's has a new "Shroom and Swiss" sandwich. Now is it just me or does that suggest to you, that you and Heidi are gonna get hallucinogenic out of a plastic sandwich bag in on a flannel blanket out in the woods?
Mushrooms are reserved for food/eating...
Shrooms are reserved for seeing Jesus and tasting schnausberry's out the back of a cop car while you hear babies laughing and birds chirping in China.
Am I right?
Also I lost my keys. Haven't seen them for at least 2 weeks. Looked every where, my purse, the cars, the house. I even went so far as to ask Wal-Mart if they happened to be in the their Lost and Found. No such luck. They were a fancy bling set with my picture of Wylde on them and my house key. I thought I would look for the 100th time through my purse today. Found them. How does that happen? Must have been that Shroom and Swiss from Arby's.
Good Daya To You! I Said, Good Day!!!
Daya
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Sunday, April 3, 2011
I don't know what combination of drugs last night but I hope I can recreate it again!
So I had so many dreams last night! Let me tell you about a few of them before they leave my mind for good!
Dream one:
I was a fireman, as myself so firewoman? FIREFIGHTER! I was a firefighter, is that one word? I was a fire fighter but I went about my business as a usual person and wore a enlarged glorified fire extinguisher backpack. However whenever I bent over it leaked lighter fluid type stuff all over everything. ironically this stuff would then ignite and it was a just big mess. Therefore I wasn't a very good firefighter and was very lonely but still wore by backpack every I went.
Dream 2:
Wylde and I were camping with my parents and it was night time. I had to run some errands and left Wylde with my parents. After being away I realized I had left some guns left out on the boat/canoe and worried that Wylde may have gone out and got them and I could never have lived with myself if Wylde hurt himself or worse with my guns (which I don't) so I went back and went straight to the boat. My guns were there but I did have some knives and flashlights missing and knew right away that Wylde had gone on some sort of pretend spy mission in the dark in the woods and I went to find him. I found him in a nearby cabin that was our friends and they were currently out. It was full of rooms separated by cork board and net and ferrets. Ferrets who had built nests on the walls...all over! they were like cocoons! With Ferrets!! There were hundreds of them! when I saw the first one I was like, hmph, I didn't know ferrets built nests and then after the 50th one I was like omg I have to get out of here. It was dark and I would just see them with my flashlight when I was right on top if them. By then the occupants came home and i told them they were infested with ferrets and the lady was like Oh, I will just get Ted (her husband) all he has to do is spray them with lighter fluid and they will go away.
Again, with the lighter fluid! So i just got Wylde gave him a good talking to about taking my things and walking off in the dark away from Grandma and Grandpa and went home.
Dream 3:
It was Halloween and I went to this witched party. I was dressed up like a pink Goth Bratz doll. Hard to Explain. Google Goth Bratz Doll and picture it all cotton candy pink!I don't remember much about this one except the party got way out of hand and there was a disagreement between the ladies and here we were on main street in Gardner next to a wall of hay bails and this ugly black messed up looking witch with warts and torn up clothes was conjuring up fire balls and throwing them at people. I thought since I hadn't had a problem with her I wouldn't be harmed but I got hit with one and then another one got stuck in my hair as i was running away and I couldn't get it out! I was scared I was going burn up but then my old boss from the Turnpike, Jean, who was dressed as a nurse and I think was a an actual nurse in my dream, rushed out to get me and take care of me.
Dream 4. Yes...Dream 4:
I was hanging out with Perez Hilton who was dressed in Drag without a wig and some other drag person. Perez was an amazing artist! He made these pieces of art that actually came to life. My favorite was these gold pieces of paper that were high up in is loft and every once in a while they would separate like birds and fly across his ceiling and reposition themselves on the other side of the wall. They were the most beautiful things I had ever seen. Perez and I were best friends. We sat at a desk and talked about art and art he was making me and teased each other about clothes. Here comes the time when the dreams start to fade because I can't remember the art he was making for me. But that gold thing that flew across his loft was still amazing.
Good Daya To You! I Said, Good Day!!! Daya
Dream one:
I was a fireman, as myself so firewoman? FIREFIGHTER! I was a firefighter, is that one word? I was a fire fighter but I went about my business as a usual person and wore a enlarged glorified fire extinguisher backpack. However whenever I bent over it leaked lighter fluid type stuff all over everything. ironically this stuff would then ignite and it was a just big mess. Therefore I wasn't a very good firefighter and was very lonely but still wore by backpack every I went.
Dream 2:
Wylde and I were camping with my parents and it was night time. I had to run some errands and left Wylde with my parents. After being away I realized I had left some guns left out on the boat/canoe and worried that Wylde may have gone out and got them and I could never have lived with myself if Wylde hurt himself or worse with my guns (which I don't) so I went back and went straight to the boat. My guns were there but I did have some knives and flashlights missing and knew right away that Wylde had gone on some sort of pretend spy mission in the dark in the woods and I went to find him. I found him in a nearby cabin that was our friends and they were currently out. It was full of rooms separated by cork board and net and ferrets. Ferrets who had built nests on the walls...all over! they were like cocoons! With Ferrets!! There were hundreds of them! when I saw the first one I was like, hmph, I didn't know ferrets built nests and then after the 50th one I was like omg I have to get out of here. It was dark and I would just see them with my flashlight when I was right on top if them. By then the occupants came home and i told them they were infested with ferrets and the lady was like Oh, I will just get Ted (her husband) all he has to do is spray them with lighter fluid and they will go away.
Again, with the lighter fluid! So i just got Wylde gave him a good talking to about taking my things and walking off in the dark away from Grandma and Grandpa and went home.
Dream 3:
It was Halloween and I went to this witched party. I was dressed up like a pink Goth Bratz doll. Hard to Explain. Google Goth Bratz Doll and picture it all cotton candy pink!I don't remember much about this one except the party got way out of hand and there was a disagreement between the ladies and here we were on main street in Gardner next to a wall of hay bails and this ugly black messed up looking witch with warts and torn up clothes was conjuring up fire balls and throwing them at people. I thought since I hadn't had a problem with her I wouldn't be harmed but I got hit with one and then another one got stuck in my hair as i was running away and I couldn't get it out! I was scared I was going burn up but then my old boss from the Turnpike, Jean, who was dressed as a nurse and I think was a an actual nurse in my dream, rushed out to get me and take care of me.
Dream 4. Yes...Dream 4:
I was hanging out with Perez Hilton who was dressed in Drag without a wig and some other drag person. Perez was an amazing artist! He made these pieces of art that actually came to life. My favorite was these gold pieces of paper that were high up in is loft and every once in a while they would separate like birds and fly across his ceiling and reposition themselves on the other side of the wall. They were the most beautiful things I had ever seen. Perez and I were best friends. We sat at a desk and talked about art and art he was making me and teased each other about clothes. Here comes the time when the dreams start to fade because I can't remember the art he was making for me. But that gold thing that flew across his loft was still amazing.
Good Daya To You! I Said, Good Day!!! Daya
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