I commented to a woman standing near me, "They've got all kinds of things here: eggs and egg sandwiches."
"Well, we were just talking about wanting to eat more raw food," she said. I understood that she meant not uncooked food but rather extremely simple fare with few ingredients.
"Oh, look, someone found bacon," I said, noticing that food on another patron's tray. I looked around for a bit but couldn't find any bacon myself. I gave up and found a table at which to eat my eggs over easy and my eggs over easy sandwich.
The woman I had spoken to earlier came over to my table, followed by a man. This man, whose name was apparently Rick, had a lot of five-by-seven stickers printed with something like "Rick is pleased to have made your acquaintance," with the name in a much larger font than the rest of the text. When he met someone, instead of offering a business card, he would stick one of these stickers on the other person's clothing, and he had just done that to the woman.
The woman, apparently replying to an invitation from Rick, said, "Well, if you want to have dinner, we should probably do it in the morning."
"That would be pretty hard to do," I said, understanding that dinner in the morning was impossible (it would be breakfast, not dinner) and that she was snubbing Rick. The woman looked at me a little quizzically and then sat down next to me, and Rick wandered off.
I tried to pour myself a cup of coffee, but the coffee pot was a strange complicated contraption that I didn't know how to use properly, and I ended up spilling it all over the chairs and the floor. The woman and I mopped up some of the coffee with paper napkins, and then someone came over and offered to use a real mop, which I thought was impressively professional.
We moved to a new table, and the woman showed me how to use the unnecessarily complex coffee pot properly, adding that timknows.com was a great resource for that sort of thing. I understood this to be a website operated by Tim Hortons that dispensed all sorts of coffee-related know-how.
Our new table didn't have normal chairs. It was close to a wall, and the seats had no legs but had to be stuck to the wall using very strong tape, and the customers had to do this themselves. I taped my seat to the wall, guesstimating how high it should be, and sat down.
The woman said, "Let me check you so I can see how high mine should be." I held out of my arms and she started sort of frisking me.
"Wow, you're really fit."
"Uh, not really."
"And I'm so gross."
"Oh, come on!"
I keep myself in peak physical condition -- meaning the peak of the bell curve -- and she was very conventionally attractive, so it was transparently obvious that she was flattering me and fishing for compliments. I thought, What kind of amateur-hour honeypot operation is this?
As I woke up, I heard, in "Agartha" style, the lines "where women glow and men blunder" from the song "Down Under." (The original is actually "plunder" rather than "blunder.") In the context of the dream, I understood this to mean "Where the women are conspicuous undercover government agents (glowies) but the men are duped by them."
Then I realized that other lyrics from that song also connected to the dream. I begins with lines that have been discussed here before (see "Choom smoke and zombies"):
Traveling in a fried-out KombiOn a hippie trail, head full of zombie
As mentioned in that post, Bill has associated the "zombie" in the song with Saruman, whom he also identifies with the "Tim" character from another of my dreams (see "Tim and The Key") -- so a potential link to timknows.com.
There's also a reference to an impressive phsyique -- "six foot four and full of muscles" -- and my "not really" reply even syncs with this annotation on the Genius lyrics page:
In the music video for this song, this particular guy is the band’s drummer, Jerry Speiser. Only he wasn’t really "6 foot 4 and full of muscles," which meant that he had to stand on something to get extra height and also wore a wig.
but the clearest link to the dream is these lines:
I met a strange lady, she made me nervousShe took me in and gave me breakfast
In the dream, I'm having breakfast with a strange lady whom I suspect of being a fed.
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