a dream

[redsage]

I awoke this morning from a VERY odd & amusing dream.

We were at something between a street fair and the Five & Diamond sale I recently went to (check out Five & Diamond - they sell insanely expensive gear for post-apocalyptic circus performers - I would buy everything they make if I were 100 pounds lighter and way richer - almost nothing in there sells for under $120, most of it over $200). I was trying to find a garment that both metaphorge and I could wear because everything was so expensive. metaphorge was elsewhere hanging out with darkmoon and merovingian. I remember looking through racks and racks of distressed leather garments, considering holsters and garters and vests and antiqued Western-style floggers with agate inlaid handles....

merovingian had bought a poster about Atlantis that showed a lot about their local industries. metaphorge found the poster so insanely inspiring that merovingian gave it to him and went to buy another for himself.

Somehow this inspired metaphorge to think up the idea of selling crackers with peanut butter to finance our space travel and move to Caprica. We had to move because Earth was getting too fucked up. He had come to me to bless this new proposition, and talk about logistics.

When I pointed out that there are already prepackaged crackers-and-peanutbutter things for sale, he said, "no, but these will be *gourmet*!" in a very convinced-he-was-right way. He was not joking at all.

Comments

[witchchild]

Oh, I go into that store every year when I visit, and every year I drool and wish for more money. It's all roisnoir's fault I know about it in the first place.

[merovingian.livejournal.com]

Hope you enjoy the poster about Atlantis!

[blue-estro.livejournal.com]

I want one too!

[blue-estro.livejournal.com]

You know, that sounds like a kinda awesome dream. :}