August 27th 2009 06:03 am
THE WEIRDEST DREAM, A PROUST QUESTIONNAIRE, ANOTHER P.O.’D CUSTOMER AND A MINI-VACAY
First a disclaimer: I’m not on drugs. I just happen to dream a lot of weird dreams but maaaaaan, this was the weirdest dream on record, Scout’s Honor! Dunno if it has something to do with the Youtube video Cletus sent me or I just happen to be genetically predisposed to nightmares. In my dream, I was the host of some funky Japanese variety show AND I dressed the effin’ part! (If you ever saw the Sofia Coppola flick Lost in Translation , you’d know what the hell I’m talking about!!!) And after a really cheesy performance by the show’s resident dancers (against a backdrop of pastels (!!!), guess who walks on stage to be interviewed by yours truly?
President Obama.
Oh god, I need to get it out of my system (but that’s for another post). Maybe someone can explain to me what the hell that dream is all about. I can still remember every single stupid question I asked him and every bizarre answer he gave me — mostly about the RMT industry (!) I’ll probably laugh about it later today but right now I can’t help but feel really weirded out.
In other news, another reader emailed me kvetching about a certain gold seller (hint: it has the word "My" and ends with the word "Sale" and the middle word starts with a "G") and implored that I publish her story ASAP. Katydid, I swear I will publish your story. Pretty hard for me to ignore your email that generated 4 pages when I printed it. Just let me get back from my mini-vacay and I promise you I will work on your story.
Yeah, you read that right, kids. I’m going on another mini-vacay — to my parents’ place upstate where they’re meeting my special girl for the first time. Sounds serious, you say? Sure, considering she’s the first girl I’m going to properly introduce to Mother. Even Cletus and Remus were surprised and asked if they could tag along but I said, no, that’d be too gay and I’m sick of you two clowns. Anyhoo I’ll be back on Monday afternoon.
Oh, I’m also thinking of doing something different for one of next week’s posts. For as long as I can remember I’ve been getting emails from different readers asking me Proust Questionnaire - type, er, questions in an attempt to get to know me better. Apparently, my About page just serves to jack up morbid curiosity about me). So this is what I’m going to do: I’m going to go through every single Proust Questionnair-esque email I received, compile all the questions and post my replies. That would be a refreshing break from all the kvetching and reviews, and might even dispel a few notions about me picking on the Chinese because as a child I was bullied by a bunch of Asian kids in school and I’m still bearing the scars of the past and whatever psychoanalysis BS there is about me.
Stay tuned! See y’all when I get back!
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Lestat de Lioncourt on 27 Aug 2009 at 8:59 pm #
Wow! Good luck to her with the “Meet the parents” thing. I’m sure your folks will love her.
Regarding your dream, golly! That is weird! Most especially the President talking about RMT.
Really? This the-site-which-must-not-be-named struck again? Jeeez!