Men are from Mars, women are from Venus, Mr. Jane is from another solar system entirely

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....

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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.

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. :(

I'm with ScienceMama on this one. the job of my Certain Special Someone is not to listen to my drivel, but to inform me as to whether my drivel occured in reality or not :)