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Tuesday, January 31, 2012

I had a Dream (Two Dreams Actually)

There is a song I like from the 1960's - "Last Night I had the Strangest Dream".  I awoke this morning from the strangest dreams, two dreams actually.  This blog entry is true, I have not made it up.  It is not meant to entertain or educate, just to report on my dreams of last night.

The first dream was interesting and understandable and in fact, pleasant.  The setting of the dream was the Ironwood Country Club dining room with all of the partition doors open resulting in a very large room.  I was sitting in an almost empty room with one of my pals, Steve R.  In real life, as opposed to dream life, Steve and his wife Cathy live in Salt Lake and Palm Desert.  Back to the dream. Steve and I were sitting at a table taking about something. I don't know what we were talking about.  This is,I suppose is not different than my real life in which, according to the Lovely Sharon, I don't know what I am talking about most of the time.  After some time five or six people walked into the dining room and sat down together at a large table.  I did not recognize any of them and really did not pay much attention to them.  Additional people join them over a short period of time and there were some 10 or 12 people at their table.  At some point I looked over to the group again and to my surprise, there sat Joe Scarborough at the end of the table.  Joe Scarborough, do you know him?  The former republican congressman who for the last few years has hosted my favorite program "Morning Joe" each morning from 4:00 am to 7:00 am Salt Lake time. Joe is a conversative news show host whose show has a wide variety of columnists, reporters, politicians. authors and others as daily guests.  His guests are liberal, conservative, left wing, right wing, basically from accross the polictal spectrum.

I my dream I was watching Joe for a few minutes and he looked at me.  He arose from his table and walked toward me and Steve.  He stopped at our table and talked to us for what, in my dream, seemed like a long time. He then left our table.  Ultimately the room filled up with people.  Each table was full, there were tv cameras and lights all over.  Joe was hosting an afternoon live news program in the Ironwood dining room.  During the commercial breaks Joe came over and talked to me and Steve.  Then the dream was over. I awoke and went to the bathroom, thinking "wow, cool dream".

I went back to bed and fell asleep.  Sometime thereafter, another dream hit my psyche.  I was at an ice cream shop on 2100  South in Salt Lake City.  To my surprise, after I walked in I learned that the ice cream parlor was hosting a Mitt Romney campaign event.  There were only about 30 people in the parlor and Mitt Rommney was milling around.  Mitt came over to me and started talking to him.  I told him my views, hopes and desirses for America. I told him in my vision of America. I told hime that I did not believe he was the person to achieve my vision of America.  The conversation was cordial  and it ended.  I headed out of the parlor to the parking lot.  As I was getting in my car, my cell phone beeped to indicate I had received a text.  I looked down and saw that it was from Mitt.  It was a poem.  Mitt had sent me a poem.  I went back into the ice cream shop and sat down.  As Mitt was giving his campaign speach to the few persons in the parlor he was texting me and I was texting him back.  Our texts were all about politics.  I awoke with a start.

Do your remember the Christmas Carol by Charles Dickins?  Scrooge had these dreams and intially attributed them to eating bad cheese or having too much drink for dinner.  I had nothing to drink but water last night and only a chicken breast to eat.

I suppose the dreams are the result of me being a political junkie. They were strange.  They made me wish that Jon Huntsman was still in the republican presidential race.

OK need to head to work.

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