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Wednesday, February 21, 2007

A Man of my Dreams...?

Last night I dreamt that I was at a nice dinner in someone's home. Nice tablecloth, knives and forks, napkins, the whole deal. At one point my blurry faced hostess asked me, "So, Heidi. Are you still working with Jack Black?"

My answer: "Yes, I am, and loving it. I hope I get many more opportunities to work with Jack Black."

This fits into Love Month. Keep in mind, he has been featured on this blog before....

7 comments:

Therese said...

Well, unless the "work" was, you know, an adult film sort of job, I don't think there's much to worry about with this dream.

And better by far than Donny Osmond, hey?

When I start having bizarre dreams, my husband just points me in the direction of the computer.

madamerouge said...

When you are a man, sometimes you wear stretchy pants.

Heidi the Hick said...

hee hee hee!

He's more fun that Donny but I wonder if Jack wears purple socks...

LeRoy Dissing said...

I wonder when if when you dream about the man of your dreams, if during your nice dinner, you dreamed of any scents? Food, cologne, etc.....I see you noticed purple socks. You are very visual in your dreams!

Heidi the Hick said...

All I know is, I have no idea whose house it was or who the hosts were. But they had some pretty high falutin stuff. And spoke very preciously.

My dreams are always full of very specific details mixed with blur that makes no sense whatsoever. I like to call it dream physics. It's like cartoon physics on mood altering drugs. Whatevs.

Heidi the Hick said...

by the way I was really tempted to use the label "supple ridges of his abdomen" for this one...

dilling said...

you would laugh loud and long....