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April 14, 2004

In dreams

Aboard a beautiful boat, an ocean liner. Shiny hardwood everywhere.
Someone stands in a picturesque cabin, pouring over a huge seaman's map.
It's Rob Lowe, dressed as British officer from the Revolutionary War...
Red coat, cornered hat and all.

"So, you've been turning right every time when they say 'hard right'? Didn't you go to navy school at all? Don't you know it's all backwards?"
he says, the incredulity of his voice hanging thickly in the air.

I don't really know what he means by this, and know even less about sailing than the average person, so this could be true or not. It's probably not.

Cut to huge amounts of whitewater pouring over the deck - people scurrying around, running down huge shining staircases like schools of fish - but not with an air of fear or panic. More to avoid getting wet.

And I'm discussing with someone a circumstance that involves getting a ticket to Missouri on the fly. In the moment it seems totally sensible, and worth it. Just to nip down to Missouri for something. Come right back. No problem. What?

Posted by kati at April 14, 2004 06:56 AM


at first i thought, oh no, a dream blog. then i got to "it's rob lowe, dressed as a british officer..." and from then on i was nothing but pleased.

Posted by: didofoot at April 14, 2004 08:38 AM

I guess there are scarier things to dream about than Rob Lowe dressed as a red coat, people trying to not get wet and flying to Missouri... although Missouri is kinda scary in its own way... and the fact that your "subconscious" wants to go there is totally frightening. Although, the St. Louis Arch is totally bad-ass!

Posted by: Kristina at April 14, 2004 09:28 AM

if your going to 'nip' anywhere, it should be over to Deutschland! I miss you you loverly girl!!!

Posted by: kelly at April 15, 2004 07:19 AM

screw deutschland, come to LA... it's closer.

Posted by: Alan at April 16, 2004 11:06 AM