June 24, 2004

Fritos Would Do, In a Pinch

Last night's dream consisted mainly of attempts to escape an exit-blocked military hospital full of zombies. I forced myself awake when I was faced with a charming blonde little girl in full curls and Alice-in-Wonderland garb, munching on her own ripped-from-the-shoulder arm and smiling at me with bloody teeth.
And as I sprang up in bed, successfully nightmare-free, I remember wondering aloud "Do we have any Cheetos?"

Posted by LeeAnn at June 24, 2004 07:21 AM
Comments

I dreamed my maid stole an SUV and I accidentally got in with her and drove into a tornado.

You win.

Posted by: Michael at June 24, 2004 10:11 AM

I think you had too many Frito's for dinner.

Posted by: drc at June 24, 2004 10:17 AM

Oh, thankthegodsabove.. i'm not the only one that has dreams like this..

Posted by: angel at June 24, 2004 02:38 PM

. . . a baby's arm holding an apple . . .

Posted by: topdawg at June 24, 2004 03:58 PM

A baby Apple, holding an arm.
(Sorry, Gwyneth.)

Posted by: LeeAnn at June 24, 2004 04:05 PM

You see her too? The vicious little creature gets around. Was she singing "Ring Around the Rosie"? She ALWAYS sings that in my dreams.

Posted by: Velociman at June 24, 2004 05:43 PM

Sounds like somebody should eat Fritos BEFORE you go to bed.

Posted by: zenwanderer at June 24, 2004 09:17 PM