Friday

[nightdog_barks]

Dreamed last night that I watched the Season 8 opener of House. The series had moved to the cable channel Showtime, and House had moved to Australia. Or New Zealand, I'm not sure which (sorry, Aussies and Kiwis on my f-list). Anyway, he had become a bike messenger (as in bicycle, yes, I know) and an artist. He had a girlfriend, although I never saw her, and he gave her a fire opal pendant. Also he sent a painting to Wilson, who was apparently still in New Jersey. And, this being Showtime, there was a full-frontal shot of House's wang. Which, may I say, is a very nice wang. I am not making any of this up; my subconscious was. IDEK, chiclets.

So. Need to go to the grocery store today. I'd much rather go to Australia. Or New Zealand. :-D

Comments

[silverjackal]

Your idea for the show doesn't sound that implausible, given what I understand has happened in re: the actual plot. As for the "detail" there's nothing wrong with a healthy expression of libido. The only dream I remember from last night, in contrast, featured walking the dog past a group of people gathered on the street. One of them was playing the clarinet, and while I'm normally not wild about the clarinet, the music was extremely beautiful...

WAIT A MINUTE! (<-- in Freudian terms, essentially similar themes yes? That explains the "clarinet".) :D