A week or so ago, I was telling Mr. Jane about a dream I had. In the dream, one of my colleagues had found my blog, but was totally cool with it---gushing over it, telling me I should "definitely include it in your tenure packet", and offering to go to the chair and let him in on the secret. (Yeah, it was a bizarre dream.) I suspected that Mr. Jane was half-listening at the time, particularly since I think his reaction was something like "hmmm".
A few days later, Mr. Jane comes up to me as I'm washing the dishes.
Mr. Jane: So, um, how's Colleague treating you these days?
Jane: (puzzled) Um, no different than usual. Why?
Mr. Jane: Well, is he still cool with your blog?
Jane: What the hell are you talking about?
Mr. Jane: You know, because you said he found your blog.
Jane: (smacks Mr. Jane upside the head) Um, that was a dream, honey.
Mr. Jane: (puzzled) Oh...
Sometimes I wonder what color the sky is in his world....
Comments
Excellent example! At least he remembered the content even thought he didnt' remember it was a dream.
I'm constantly repeating information to Ecogeoman. I admit I tune him out sometimes, but I swear he's much worse.
Posted by: ecogeofemme | October 9, 2008 10:28 PM
Hey, at least he was listening!!!
Usually my husband just says outright, "I'm bored. Please stop telling me about your random dream." :)
I have always wanted to go to GHC but there seems to be no contingency from my university that goes, so I never have. :(
Posted by: PhizzleDizzle | October 10, 2008 11:08 AM
Hah. Mr. Jane is better than I am... usually I'm the one confusing MY OWN dreams with reality...
Posted by: ScienceMama | October 10, 2008 1:15 PM
You shrill harpies should be grateful we even pretend to listen to your drivel.
Posted by: Comrade PhysioProf | October 12, 2008 6:29 PM
You shrill harpies should be grateful we even pretend to listen to your drivel. :)
Posted by: wesele | November 13, 2008 4:30 AM