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Dream character
Nov. 26th, 2017 08:46 amLast night I dreamed that I was an undergrad at USF (University of San Francisco, where I got my MBA). I was a junior-year baseball player who'd had some significant success in previous years, but was rehabbing from some major surgery. To have something to do I got involved in administration, which somehow led me to be presenting a debt refinance deal to the university board.
Then there was a major earthquake. We had to evacuate the dorm, which in thriller-fashion now was missing its facade and had all the rooms open to the air. I got out a few personal possessions but had to leave behind two prized game baseballs.
I then spent the next hour talking to other students about how this was a unique disaster (mis-pronounced "eunuch") and many other similar statements concerning my balls that I had had to leave behind. I was obviously blithely unaware of what I was saying regarding my missing balls.
Up until the end of the dream, when I couldn't hold it in anymore and made a whopper of a pun (sadly, I can't remember it - it vanished a few minutes after I woke up) and started laughing so hard that I cried. I'd been doing it deliberately the whole time, riffing off the "balls left behind" theme. The other students were stunned but decided this called for a massive underwear-yoinking, which through my tears I said seemed only fair.
I guess it's nice to know that even when I dream I'm someone totally different, I'm actually the same.
Then there was a major earthquake. We had to evacuate the dorm, which in thriller-fashion now was missing its facade and had all the rooms open to the air. I got out a few personal possessions but had to leave behind two prized game baseballs.
I then spent the next hour talking to other students about how this was a unique disaster (mis-pronounced "eunuch") and many other similar statements concerning my balls that I had had to leave behind. I was obviously blithely unaware of what I was saying regarding my missing balls.
Up until the end of the dream, when I couldn't hold it in anymore and made a whopper of a pun (sadly, I can't remember it - it vanished a few minutes after I woke up) and started laughing so hard that I cried. I'd been doing it deliberately the whole time, riffing off the "balls left behind" theme. The other students were stunned but decided this called for a massive underwear-yoinking, which through my tears I said seemed only fair.
I guess it's nice to know that even when I dream I'm someone totally different, I'm actually the same.
