And not in a creepy way.
I was going to post a picture of the dead things my cat killed and left on the deck, because I can’t identify them and thought you might be able to, but then I got this email and that bumped the dead things post.
I had a dream with you in it last night.
GPop, Son, and I were asked to go on a bus trip to the Twin Cities. The admin assistant of our area was driving. There was someone standing at the front of the bus, a la the movie Speed. Later that evening, we finally got to the bus stop, which was right outside the small restaurant you owned in downtown Minneapolis.
You came out to greet us, looking just like your arms-out-head-back picture. You told us that you thought our admin was a bad driver, so you were going to bring us a better chauffeur. You snapped your fingers, and the old Batmobile from the Adam West Batman series zipped around the corner and approached the curb. Just as it was about to pull up, a black Corvette zoomed up and parked right in front of us. The door opened, and Tom Cruise looked out from inside. He started to talk to us as though we should care what he had to say. He just kept talking from the passenger seat. I think his wife was driving him around.
The guy in the Batmobile kept checking his watch, but nobody was paying attention to him. I think you were getting irritated at Tom Cruise.
Then I woke up.
GDad, from Cranial Hyperossification, is one of my best blog friends. We have never met in real life, though we have talked about it. I’m rather impressed with this dream. I love that I could snap my fingers and conjure up the original Batmobile. I’m not really sure why GDad thought I had this kind of power but it has really made my day, and saved you all from the dead things post. I don’t usually remember my dreams, though occasionally I have written about them.
Have you ever had a dream about someone from the blogosphere?