December 09, 2002

Sheila is a punk rocker now.

(Uh oh, its one of those dorky dream tellings.)
Last night I dreamed that Paul and I were trying to go to the airport, but instead ended up at a state park. It was decided that we would have to ride the damn donkeys before we could go to the airport, and we were both pretty pissed about that. The donkey was irregularly short and had a saddle that was a lot like the seat of my scooter and Paul agreed to ride in back because he wanted me to steer. I'd been driving things all day.
At one point, I turned around and realized that Paul had a huge lump on his forehead. "Do you have a concussion?" I asked.

"Yes. Yes, I think I do."

I couldnt remember anything we had done that would have given Paul a concussion, but by that time we were both so annoyed that neither of us really cared. Our donkey ran over an old lady and got stuck in a ditch.

Posted by Sonya at December 9, 2002 08:57 AM
Comments

That's a whole new twist on the holiday season, that donkey tale.

(Sheena is punk. So is Jackie. Judy is a runt, though.)

Posted by: g. at December 9, 2002 12:13 PM

Punks arent picky.

Posted by: sjet at December 9, 2002 01:15 PM

I never said I was one.

Posted by: g. at December 9, 2002 01:35 PM

Well obviously.

Posted by: sjet at December 9, 2002 01:41 PM

Although, now that I think about it, punk rockers are some of the pickiest people I have known...

Posted by: g. at December 9, 2002 04:00 PM

I am a PUNKPICKLE!

Posted by: freesia at December 9, 2002 04:11 PM

Shiela isn't picky. She's as laid back as it gets.

(barta, why the hell haven't you written me back? TP!)

Posted by: sonya at December 9, 2002 04:16 PM

Is my head supposed to hurt now? I think my head hurts.

Posted by: sgnp at December 10, 2002 01:54 PM

See! That's why I asked. Next time we go to the airport, lets skip the donkey/concussion part, okay?

Posted by: sonya at December 10, 2002 02:05 PM

No doubt! Next time, I'm taking the bus!

Posted by: sgnp at December 10, 2002 10:52 PM