Monday, 17 January 1994
last night

i dreamed this 3 times:

I was reading the Sunday paper, the comics. And Bloom County was there,
and underneath it Peanuts, but they were 4 panels apiece, and the third
panel was swapped because of a proofing error. So it took a while for
me to figure out what Bloom County was saying. This particular one only
had people-characters in it (no opus, or bill the cat, etc). And it turned
out that they had a bazooka and other heavy-duty assult weaponry, and they
were bombing a government building.

And suddenly, it's no longer a comic strip, and I am there, and part of
the assault, which (as a lot of Bloom County plots for political action
were) was hare-brained and obviously failing. And the government was really
the Nazi Germany government, and we were all wearing Nazi SS uniforms (
in order to get close enough to effect an assault). And officials and
soldiers started to pour out of the breach in the walls, and we were
picking them off with submachine guns. But to no avail, we got caught,
and arrested. Piled into cars, and driven off.

At this point in my dream, music starts playing in the background...the
theme from Batman Returns, I think. And we are in these big black cars,
driving down some European road, and it's raining...

...and I'd wake up, and think, "weird," and fall back asleep, and dream
about reading the Sunday paper...

Posted by dracon at 17 January 1994 15:05
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