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ok, so not a lot of sleep this week. this morning, tho, i did find time to dream. it was the classic - i have no control dream - driving and expecting the brakes not to work. they did tho, and i kept waiting for the brake light on the dash to light up. never did. HOWEVER, there were several lights that did come on. all of them were product codes from yesterday's training. SFAW, AWM, QEST, SCI, etc. that was frightening. then i was staying at this cabin out in the sticks. i was being harrassed by the local sheriff for pointless intangibles. The tickets he wrote me were on scraps of paper and were not actual forms. one of the tickets was for singing loud enough to be heard. the locals gave me bad directions to the town hall where i was supposed to have a hearing. i got there at 10:40 at night and they were still open. when i showed them the tickets and explained what they were for, they just said "oh yeah, we know the officer. officer jay." they explained that he was always doing stuff like that and to just ignore the tickets. then the phone rang, and i answered and said that it was the sheriff's office. it was someone with a thick jamaican accent. they were calling from a restaurant or store and wanted someone to escort them with the days earnings/receipts. i asked them very politely if i could put them on hold for a moment. they said something that i couldn't understand and hung up. everyone there was impressed with my phone manner. there were other oddities, like exploding toilets, tanks and military coming down the street and through the corn fields. there are other fleeting details, but they're pretty foggy now. the symbolism seems to be beyond blatant.
posted by Non at 4/08/2004 11:00:00 AM