Weird Dreams
Apr. 21st, 2006 06:26 amFor those who are interested in just analysing dreams...
Dream #1: Hasek did not play? start? for Ottawa. He was just sitting there and the owners/coach were totally freaking out in the dressing room. I think he was dressed but it was his right(?) ankle that was bad.
Dream #2: This one is longer and in two parts. (1) Bert was outside his home, packing it w/luggage and being baited by the press and someone therew a partially-full Coke bottle (plastic) at him and hit him. He started after the guy and his wife kept trying to get in front of him and keep him from getting in a fight with the press. I could hear cameras clicking and whirring all over the place. No clue how it turned out. (2) I was walking in Vancouver and it started raining. (No! Rain in Vancouver? Really?) I only had a jacket on, so I was trying to see if I could find a taxi--in a residential neighborhood, I might add. I look around and see a pickup stopping. (I probably thought it was SA) So, I walk closer to see who's driving and it's Linden. Anyway, Linden stops his pickup and I climb inside and hitch a ride with him. So, I start taking off my jacket, which was a Canucks "official" jacket, only to discover that I was wearing an *Avalanche* sweater underneath the jacket. (I KNOW!! I KNOW!!! Go figure, ok?) So anyway, Linden looks over at me, shudders and gives me kind-of a funny grin and says, please button your jacket again. I laugh and say ok, ok. He said, don't you have any other sweaters to wear and I say sure, what do you want me to wear next time--Wings, Hawks or Bruins? He laughs and says either Hawks or Bruins. And oh yeah, I got the impression he was single and flirting with me. Like *that* was hard to take!
Note to self: Trevor pur-ty! :)
Dream #1: Hasek did not play? start? for Ottawa. He was just sitting there and the owners/coach were totally freaking out in the dressing room. I think he was dressed but it was his right(?) ankle that was bad.
Dream #2: This one is longer and in two parts. (1) Bert was outside his home, packing it w/luggage and being baited by the press and someone therew a partially-full Coke bottle (plastic) at him and hit him. He started after the guy and his wife kept trying to get in front of him and keep him from getting in a fight with the press. I could hear cameras clicking and whirring all over the place. No clue how it turned out. (2) I was walking in Vancouver and it started raining. (No! Rain in Vancouver? Really?) I only had a jacket on, so I was trying to see if I could find a taxi--in a residential neighborhood, I might add. I look around and see a pickup stopping. (I probably thought it was SA) So, I walk closer to see who's driving and it's Linden. Anyway, Linden stops his pickup and I climb inside and hitch a ride with him. So, I start taking off my jacket, which was a Canucks "official" jacket, only to discover that I was wearing an *Avalanche* sweater underneath the jacket. (I KNOW!! I KNOW!!! Go figure, ok?) So anyway, Linden looks over at me, shudders and gives me kind-of a funny grin and says, please button your jacket again. I laugh and say ok, ok. He said, don't you have any other sweaters to wear and I say sure, what do you want me to wear next time--Wings, Hawks or Bruins? He laughs and says either Hawks or Bruins. And oh yeah, I got the impression he was single and flirting with me. Like *that* was hard to take!
Note to self: Trevor pur-ty! :)