Dream a Little Dream of...Whuh?

I've come across a secret potion, loyal readers, that I wish to share with you. This potion gives me some bizarre and vivid dreams. And the magical potion is -- Bailey's Irish Cream! When I imbibe this libation close to my bed time, there's an increased chance of me having and remembering some heady dreams. For instance...

I had a Frisbee that I would fly on. When I threw it, I would jump on and it would allow me to soar through the air. I also remember flying over this suburban street lined with tall deciduous trees. I visited several places, one of which I think was a gas station in the country. I had my reasons, apparently.

Nothing totally out of whack, mind you, but still vivid and strange. It's not like I dreamt of being a paratrooper with an ice cream scooper landing into a river of chocolate and diving down to carve out some creamy goodness to make a delicious mudslide or anything...mmmm, mudslide.





Drink up, y'all, and sweet dreams!

3 comments:

bkdubya said...

I have the same reaction with Vicadin. But for some reasons, my dreams always include shoe factories.

Army said...

What kind of shoe factory? Are we talking Prada or Payless? Would that delineate a dream from a nightmare? LOL

Allie D. said...

Alchie...

LOL!