Dream - I met John Scalvi
Jan. 18th, 2008 07:29 amLast night I dreamed about John Scalzi (continuing the authors-whose-blogs-I-read dream series). The usually unflappable
csinman got all flustered when I introduced them, and kept calling him Eric. Then there was the bit where we were driving around in his car (which he'd brought with him from his magic land of Ohio) and I didn't notice at first-- because it was dark-- that it was full of cockroaches and rabbit pellets.
This is obviously important, because the Real John Scalzi gave me a chance to relate the dream.
Whatever mystic oracles lie embedded in this dream, Mr. Scalzi, I hope you find them. But no, my land does not need any cockroaches, thank you.
This is obviously important, because the Real John Scalzi gave me a chance to relate the dream.
Whatever mystic oracles lie embedded in this dream, Mr. Scalzi, I hope you find them. But no, my land does not need any cockroaches, thank you.