Overnight I dreamt that I was driving down a road which looked suspiciously like Kamehameha Highway (the main drag at the bottom of my hill) heading toward the freeway. The directional signs for the freeway had names of various Mid-Atlantic states, though, rather than the Hawai'i ones one normally sees on that road. In fact, it looked as though I was about to enter the Capital Beltway around Washington.
Okay, maybe I was dreaming of a road trip. But while I drove I was holding what looked like my electric toothbrush, speaking into it as though it were a tape recorder, recording what sounded like my memoirs.
Analysis, please.Posted by Linkmeister at October 30, 2007 08:24 AM | TrackBack