Not Zod. But you can say "Kneel before Zahd!" if you want to.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Thursday, October 07, 2010
And people wonder why I don't look rested.
I had some messed up dreams last night. Hand-to-hand combat on a bridge. Mutant Disney characters in the jungle. Watching soft-core pornography in the company of Betty White.
But all through these dreams, there was this tiger that would show up and start killing people. We would all scatter, I'd move on to the next dream, and then the damn tiger would show up again.
That is, until I arrived in a dream where it was announced on the radio that the Tiger Problem was so bad that a State of Emergency had been declared, and various resources had been called forth to deal with it. Foremost among these was a monkey.
"Is it Monkey-With-A-Big-Gun?", I asked, hardly daring to hope.
They nodded solemnly."Yes, it is."
At which point I leaned in to the mic and said very earnestly, "I just want to say that I'm a fan of Monkey-With-A-Big-Gun. I believe in him. I think he can do this."
Then my alarm went off, and I woke up.
Alright psychoanalysts. Get to work on THAT one.
But all through these dreams, there was this tiger that would show up and start killing people. We would all scatter, I'd move on to the next dream, and then the damn tiger would show up again.
That is, until I arrived in a dream where it was announced on the radio that the Tiger Problem was so bad that a State of Emergency had been declared, and various resources had been called forth to deal with it. Foremost among these was a monkey.
"Is it Monkey-With-A-Big-Gun?", I asked, hardly daring to hope.
They nodded solemnly."Yes, it is."
At which point I leaned in to the mic and said very earnestly, "I just want to say that I'm a fan of Monkey-With-A-Big-Gun. I believe in him. I think he can do this."
Then my alarm went off, and I woke up.
Alright psychoanalysts. Get to work on THAT one.
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