Friday, October 27, 2006

Sweet Dreams are Made of These

I had the most vivid dream the other night that I was eating Zingers.

It was a package of raspberry coconut zingers and the unnaturally-tainted coconut was going all over the place and I was having a terrible time (as usual) getting the damn things out of the package (because the bottom ALWAYS sticks to the glossy cardboard).

I was walking around an office eating them and my dream-co-workers kept talking to me and I kept trying to answer but my mouth was always full and I was spewing crumbs everywhere and making a hellacious mess.

What does this dream mean?

Sometimes a Zinger is just a Zinger.

(Get it? That last line is a Zinger zinger! Get it? GET IT? Nevermind.)