I wasn’t going to write about this, but a couple people told me it was funny, so I should. So I am.
I tend to have exciting dreams, in an action movie kind of way. There are lots of chases, lots of evildoers out to get me or my loved ones. I frequently have flying dreams, and occasionally have dreams where I have superhero-like powers.
The other night, I had a dream where I was invulnerable, and super-strong. The fact that we watched Superman: The Movie recently had nothing to do with this, I’m sure. Anyway, at one point in this dream, I got into a punching match with Mimi Smartypants.
Who is Mimi Smartypants? She’s a woman here in Chicago who has a weblog that is quite popular. So popular, in fact, that she got a book deal out of it. We’ve never met, and I have no reason to think she is either wonderful or evil.
In my dream, she was evil. She also had bright blue hair, shaved most of the way up her head. I don’t know why we were fighting, but it was one of those movie-style, trading punches fights. Where each punchee savors the pain, growls menacingly, maybe spits out blood or some teeth, then winds up for the next blow to their opponent.
The first time I took a swing, Evil Mimi stuck a syringe in my arm. Ha ha! It was some kind of poison that would make my arms limp and useless, devoid of punching skillz.
But, ah ha! I was invincible. I distinctly remember clenching my fist, flexing my arm, and making manly noises as I neutralized the poison with my superpowers. That’s when the punching started. I woke up after each of us had punched the other a few times.
Mimi Smartypants (I could look up your real name, but you weren’t even a real person in this dream, so I’ll keep your real persona out of this), my apologies. If we ever meet somewhere in town, I promise not to punch you in the face if you promise not to punch me in the face. Deal?
If you start dreaming about me, let me know. ;)
Posted by Kevin at May 27, 2004 9:20 PM