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Monday, August 29, 2005

Every bee that ever was...

Apparently while I was helping Bec fight off bees at the picnic Saturday, the mosquitoes were eating my legs--seven bites on my left and two on my right. The itching is making me crazy (and a little swollen). Ohio mosquitoes are evil.

This morning I woke up at 7:30, turned off the alarm that hadn't yet gone off, and turned on the radio before crawling back into bed.

In theory, waking up with NPR means a gentle arrival to consciousness as well as an informative start to the day. In reality, it means bizarre dreams and a distinctly surreal and vaguely menacing quality to any news story I do catch.

This morning, the news was already surreal and menacing--New Orleans preparing for the big one as Katrina roared closer. In my dream, I was there. So, as it turns out, was the president, walking apparently alone down the same steep road as me. I slipped and slid a little down the hill, trying to maintain my distance lest the undoubtedly hidden Secret Service should come and arrest me, but they never showed. So I said, "Oh, hi," to Dubya as I slid by, and he said, "How ya doin'" as I continued on my way.

Later I was walking to my hotel room and the green water was splashing up against my shoes.

3 comments:

bryant said...

I'm surprised the secret service didn't get you. No one is allowed to pass the president.

Ellen said...

at least you're not dreaming about snakes...oh, wait...nevermind.

nancy said...

Hi Cer. This comment has nothing to do with your blog, although everyday I eagerly await a new post. I just wanted to wish you a very happy birthday!