This blog is a compilation of dreams I have had. If there's one thing I love to mention in order to direct attention to me at breakfast, it's whatever dreams I had the night before. I like dreams, because I feel like they're fascinating little automatic narratives. I'll only report things I remember accurately. Proper names have been excluded, but I'll gladly explain further in private.
Monday, January 16, 2012
Big Moe is my Football Coach; he Feeds Me Cough Syrup and a Bagel, and we Watch ESPN
I am on a football team coached by Big Moe (this Big Moe http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E6NPXLfenQE ), doing conditioning for an upcoming game. This consists of drinking cough syrup and eating bagels with cream cheese on the couch with my friend Big Moe, flipping through channels that seem to be nothing but ESPN and the warning message on pay-per-view cable porn channels. I wake up feeling like there's nothing on, and a little sick--like I drank cough syrup and ate a bagel with cream cheese. 1-16-2012
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