Damn that green shag carpet looked eerily familiar. The second link didn't take me anywhere though - says "blogger not found". Liked the video though.
Thanks TheMom, I fixed it.
I think I just wrote my dream...let me sneak in between Clooney and Pitt for just a little while. they may need some maternal input (at times).
If Phillip doesnt write this dream of his, I'm going to--it's just too rich, too detailed, and too good to vanish like the puff of smoke most dreams are.
We're sitting around and someone asks the Nordic Amazon how she and I met. She replies that she ran into me on the street (after having seen 'Directions for Proper Use'), thought I was beautiful and possibly kooky brilliant, but too toxic to be of value so she took me to Kashmir for 3 months of cleansing and study. "We did 8 hours of yoga, tantric sex and meditation, 8 hours of science, and 8 hours split between eating and sleeping." My Opthamologist friend inquires "What do you mean 8 hours of science?" Larry asks "What do you mean 8 hours of tantric sex?" My fiancé nudges her and says "You don't have to answer that." She does anyway saying, "In my experience men think more clearly when they are sexually confident."
Well, Phillip, the story begins to unfold. You know you'll do a better job of writing it than I will, but if you don't write it I'll steal it.
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