Neverending String Dream 2008 Part 7

It was a blink and you'll miss it moment...

I'm sitting there. String comes out. I immediately turn to the woman sitting next to me and say, "Pull at this!" She did. It never ended. She said, "That's weird!"

And.....scene!

Neverending String Dream Tally 2008: 7

Songtown - Vol. 15 (Field Of Dreams)

Hi everyone. Welcome back to Songtown. I took a break a much needed break from songs.

New format, I'm not doing that block party listing of album/artist/year information anymore. Not today anyhow.

In fact, for the last month, I've forced myself to listen to only new music. I set up my iPhone to only play songs that qualify under these two conditions:

• added to iTunes in the past 3 months
• rating equals zero stars, which should mean that I'm unfamiliar with the songs.

Off course, occasionally, there was a Super Hit of the Seventies that I didn't realize that I knew simply by song title. So, those were the exceptions. Like when Andrew Gold's "Thank You For Being A Friend" popped on.



That's a great song. Find more than 13 seconds of the song, and you'll like it even more.

Anyhow, yesterday morning, I started listening to music the old way again. A big time shuffle of new stuff and all of my old personal favorites. Anyhow, I didn't realize how much I missed it. The first song that came on was this one by the Primary 5. Field of Dreams, its called, and I must say that I got fairly emotional over it.

Bye!

Neverending String Dream 2008 Parts 5 and 6

So, I forgot to tell you, but I had the string dream last week again. Forgettable circumstances.

And then, last night I had another one. This time, the string was coming from a tiny hole right behind my top two front teeth. By "top two" I mean literally the top two. Not my favorite two teeth. Although if I had to pick my favorite teeth, it would probably also be those two.

For the first time ever, I tried to cut the string with a pair of scissors. I knew it wouldn't totally solve the problem, but if I could cut it close enough so that it wouldn't be that noticeable to my tongue, I would have been fine with it. Of course, it was really hard to cut the string and for the most part, I didn't succeed. The string would fold horizontally along with the blades so it wouldn't cut. It was a similar feeling to when I was a young left-handed child attempting to use right-handed scissors.

There was also another sub-plot where a bunch of friends and I were running up the stairs of a 26 story building try to figure out why each level seemed so "dream-like." There was a narrator who was trying to convince us that it was a dream and that in order to wake up, we needed to jump off the building. No fucking way, dude! I wound up waking up by simply sleeping enough.

The narrator/kill yourself storyline was inspired by a popular television series with a title based on a popular "glam rock" song name. I won't tell you which show/song it was because it might spoil it if you ever decide to check it out.

This was not a cry for help. I'm fine!!!

Neverending String Dream Tally 2008: 6

Friday Quickfire #1

Hey guys. I just want to talk.

The girl behind me at Donna's ordered a bagel. As I was fixing up my coffee, I heard the barista ask the bagel girl the following question:

"Did we discuss putting cream cheese on your bagel?"

Anything goes!

Office Water Cooler #2

Topic Two: Let's say its raining outside. Since you left your umbrella at home, you want to put the hood of your sweatshirt up in order to shield yourself from the rain.

How do you respond when a coworker says, "Man, when you put your hood up, you look even more like a stalker!" ?



Discuss below.

One Step over the Finkeline

At what point do I decide that Doctor Finkelstein or his older brother have crossed that doctor/patient no-no line?


Listen here. Its not much.

Catching up with the Finkmeister

Dr. Finkelstein called again today. Sounded like his office was pretty busy. He barely had a chance to ask me if I had taken my meds before his big brother got on the line to say, "Who dis?"

Of course, I responded, "I don't know. Who dis?" Then he hung up.