Dreamin' Of T-Mac The Foot Dentist
After spending the weekend with T-Mac and eight friends in San Diego, it only makes sense that I have a dream about everyone's favorite Thomas, right? Here goes -
Scene 1: I'm sitting in a dental office, in a dentist's chair with my shoes off. T-Mac The Dentist tells me that he's ready to start my exam. I take off my shoes and socks, and he starts to examine my feet. Suddenly, he stops and says that he can't be my dentist. Meanwhile, Ashley, who is sitting in the same room, starts laughing in her true-to-life whole-body-spasmic form that in real life I think is awesome.
Scene 2: T-Mac is walking away from me, outside his dental office. He tells me that he can recommend me to another dentist, a friend of his that just opened a practice. I ask T-Mac if this dentist just graduated. He says, "Yes, and he isn't very good."
I checked a dream interpretation website and received the following explanation of my dream: "Your new car is going to give somebody a kiss. You fear that your health is too good for this world. You respect Tyler for trusting enough to share the truth."


4 Comments:
oh man no wonder that minivan i saw on the street was so hot to trot. that car LOVES me.
and p.s. that's pretty much the best dream i've ever heard. i'm glad i'm so obnoxious i've invaded your unconscious.
2/08/2006 11:19 AM
WEIRD. Paging Dr. Freud!
2/08/2006 2:53 PM
I find it depressing that I had to find out the truth about my own fiance from a blog.
Even more depressing is the fact that I read the blog in the first place...
2/09/2006 12:02 AM
hey sam, WE WANT MORE! new blog already. JEEZ!
2/13/2006 12:33 PM
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