With winter in full effect, TV watching increases along with heating bills. Except I don't pay heating bills, I have steam heat which I can't control. Coming home with a window closed guarantees a sauna and forget about sleeping with it closed. I don't think I've had so many bloody noses ever before.
In today's episode, I was the 5th main cast member of It Always Sunny in Philadelphia. We were on a construction site with a soon to be built house, still in its framing stage. My first big line of the show mocked the size of the building since my arm span was larger than the main hallway. "Is this regulation?" That started them off, "Yeah, is it? We should get a building inspector in here." Apparently my dreams preserved the asshole aspect of the show but none of the humor. Oddly enough I later watched Season 04 of Dexter which heavily involved similar construction sites, so was I predicting something that already happened or just another coincidence that is chocked up to mean more than it should.
Flash forward (no, I do not watch this show) and I'm driving down the highway with plenty of cop cars around. I have a feeling of Grand Theft Auto at this point despite not playing the game for awhile (perhaps my mind craves more) and want to ram some of the cop cars. Ahead is a choice, a fork in the road as they say, but two pronged. To my left is a sign to go over a bridge and right is unmarked. The police go right and I follow. The off ramp leads straight into a forest. This feels right. On my left though is a submarine that wraps around the upcoming right curve (a lot of directional words, right?). This is one long abandoned and lengthwise long boat (wasn't sure if a submarine is considered a boat, but Wikipedia tells me so).
Something must have happened- either I cut my toe exploring the sub, actually attacked the cop, or was just visiting since I ended up in the hospital. My mother is there, and as she speaks to me, I chew on the side of a digibeta tape (think VHS but higher quality and durability).
So I was able to criticize a house frame, discover a submarine and regress to a baby with a chew toy. Apply your own phallic and yonic (a new term for me) interpretations.
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