I’m wildly creative…
October 26th, 2006…when I’m asleep.
Case in point: last night I had a dream. Karen Brinson (my old ceramics teacher from college) got up in the FMA (Founder’s Memorial Amphitorium) at BJU to sing a special during a Bible Conference service. Here’s what she sang:
I’m driving a parked cardigan.
I know how to use this club,
I know how to use this racket,
I know how to take this floor
And get it off my back-et.
And then a bunch of the girls in the balcony started singing the chorus with her (it had apparently been pre-arranged).
I enjoyed the bizarre play on words in the first line and the weird imagery in the last two lines. I have no idea what Freud would do with this one, but I’m confidant that I now know what it’s like to write songs on acid. If only my brain were this creative while I was awake…
October 26th, 2006 at 11:22 am
AWEsome!
Too bad you can’t record your dreams so other people can experience them, eh?
I remember when I was young thinking that I would become an inventor and invent some way to record dreams. For some reason, dreams have always been one of my favorite things…
October 26th, 2006 at 6:13 pm
Dude! You are soooo weird. I think that trumps my “road less traveled” post.
I just can’t believe you actually remember lines to her song! That is hilarious.
October 27th, 2006 at 7:32 am
I’m surprised I remember the words, too… I wish I could remember what the girls in the balcony were singing for the chorus, but I think I was just as surprised as everyone else in the balcony that the girls were singing. How weird that you can be surprised by something you’re making up.
October 27th, 2006 at 11:52 am
“How weird that you can be surprised by something you’re making up. ”
It’s like actually being tickled by your own arm that you didn’t know was there.