November 30, 2010


So A Truck Fell on Me at 4am...

I have the weirdest dreams. Last night, I was driving along a road. Not a normal road, but a kind of yellow brick road with very high sides. Which isn't surprising; some crazy friends and I all changed our avatars on FB last night to Wizard of Oz things; I was the Tin Man, because I have no heart. But I digress.

So. Driving along this road, with other people in the car. And on the left there was another road higher up, coming in the opposite direction. And on that road was a big truck kind of thing, with those tank roller conveyor belt wheel things. They were very big, and I could tell instantly that this tank thing wasn't very steady. It's center of gravity was far too high, and it was traveling far too fast. See? Even in my dreams, I remain cognizant of such things.

Anyway, I realized suddenly that this tank was going to tip over on us. There was nothing I could do; I was trapped on the yellow brick road with nowhere to go. I braced myself and the thing fell over on us, crushing us. I woke up terrified. And crushed. And smooshed. And then relieved that I was not smooshed.

The stupid thing? The tank was made of Lego.

The world's heaviest Lego.

Sigh.

10 Comments:

Blogger Chris Brown (not the felon) said...

I would hire a dream interpreter if I were you (which I'm not. Just in case anyone was wondering.) I'm pretty sure this shows latent hostility to your childhood toys.

This may (or may not) explain the whole tiara fetish.

A whole new keyhole to the psyche of Lorraine Sommerfeld. Peek through it at your own risk.

November 30, 2010 2:41 PM  
Blogger djc said...

I am peering through the keyhole and I see a compilation. Maybe this is it... A-Hem...
So A Truck Fell on Me at 4am...(filled) With Boots. (and) 'Free Amish Fireplaces'. Bonk, Bonk, Bonk
Your Weekend Horrorscopes From Julie Delio... No Reason. I Just Liked It (she says), My Gene Pool
(is filled with) Hot, Cross Buns? Bloody Idiot

Just The Cats Now... (singing) Toddler &Tiaras & Decorating Mart.

My New Favourite Site (is) Will Someone Feed the Cat? (This week) Friday Round Up (is) Laugh Until You Pee (because) (Paul Newman is) Better Than Caffeine!

Maybe the Wizard of Ozzie will step in to officiate....

November 30, 2010 3:32 PM  
Anonymous PJ said...

You don't have a heart? Well maybe not toward cows but you are the one who borrowed that BMW 7 series to drive Marcia Horsfall to London. That's big heart as far as I'm concerned.
Now as for the dream part of it I think the heart is in the body of a crazy lady but that's just my opinion.

November 30, 2010 3:35 PM  
Anonymous Sarah said...

Clearly the dream was all about me. Duh.

November 30, 2010 4:27 PM  
Anonymous Roz said...

I have a dream book, I'll go look it up...

my silly word is "warns". omen of things to come?

December 01, 2010 9:52 AM  
Anonymous Roz said...

I'm back. Couldn't find the book but found a site that says if you dream about a tanker truck it means this:

"To see a tanker in your dream, represents the need to defend yourself and stand up for your beliefs, even if it means being confrontational or violent. Alternatively, the tanker symbolizes a threat. You are expressing your anger and feelings in a hurtful and volatile way and not letting anything or anybody stand in your way toward your goals."

and about Lego:

"Lego
To see or play with Legos in your dreams, indicates your ability to make something out of a single block. It may refer to the "building blocks" or foundation of some plan. The dream may also be a pun on "let go". Is there something in your waking life that you need to let go.�

To dream that something is make of Legos, represents your imagination and creative mind"

there you go, my work here is done.

December 01, 2010 10:01 AM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Well. That makes things clear as mud.

Like my new Christmas pretties?

Thanks, Webgod!

December 01, 2010 10:05 AM  
Anonymous Christine said...

I like the new hat. It looks much warmer than a tiara... but where are the blinky lights plugged in?

December 01, 2010 10:41 AM  
Anonymous Roz said...

oh how festive. can he put a blinking light on your nose? I would enjoy that.

December 01, 2010 11:25 AM  
Blogger OmemeeOzzie said...

And now the little red number (thank you Danier) is suddenly festive!

December 01, 2010 5:13 PM  

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