10.12.11 Adam News & Info
Oct 12, 2011 8:18:15 GMT -5
Post by mischa on Oct 12, 2011 8:18:15 GMT -5
I guess the waiting for #2 has finally sent me over the edge. Last night I had the most vivid dream. Adam’s 2 platinum blonde (about 4 & 5 yrs old) daughters were selling lemonade from a Disney princess kid’s card table in front of that door where the interviewers picked him up on Grammy night. Adam walked out the door in the poncho/long hair outfit from RuPaul Red Carpet, carrying a new pitcher of lemonade for them.
He said, “Don’t let anyone in this door, okay?” and they both nodded. He just kept walking down the street. Then things get hazy until the girls are walking about 5 people up the sidewalk inside the door and collecting $1.00 from each of them to tour Adam’s closet. When they get there, they open a huge door and look into the closet. It goes on and on, no end in sight. All I remember noticing are the 2 top hats up on a shelf, GNT and BM, the GNT Voodoo coat, and the leopard boots. Everything else was just a line of black - shirts, jackets, whatever that went on and on down both sides. One of the men started walking down the closet aisle and disappeared into the mist at the end. Then I woke up. It was so real that I could pick those little girls out of a lineup.
You know how you “feel” your dreams sometimes, well I kept wanting the girls to look over their shoulders for their dad who I knew was going to be hopping mad, but I got the feeling they weren’t the least bit worried, as if they could weasel out of any trouble because dad was a pushover.
I’m one of those who seldom dream and if I do, don’t recall what it was about. This was strange.
He said, “Don’t let anyone in this door, okay?” and they both nodded. He just kept walking down the street. Then things get hazy until the girls are walking about 5 people up the sidewalk inside the door and collecting $1.00 from each of them to tour Adam’s closet. When they get there, they open a huge door and look into the closet. It goes on and on, no end in sight. All I remember noticing are the 2 top hats up on a shelf, GNT and BM, the GNT Voodoo coat, and the leopard boots. Everything else was just a line of black - shirts, jackets, whatever that went on and on down both sides. One of the men started walking down the closet aisle and disappeared into the mist at the end. Then I woke up. It was so real that I could pick those little girls out of a lineup.
You know how you “feel” your dreams sometimes, well I kept wanting the girls to look over their shoulders for their dad who I knew was going to be hopping mad, but I got the feeling they weren’t the least bit worried, as if they could weasel out of any trouble because dad was a pushover.
I’m one of those who seldom dream and if I do, don’t recall what it was about. This was strange.
But maybe to Western ears it sounds exotic?
