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azurelunatic) wrote2003-08-31 08:14 pm
azurelunatic) wrote2003-08-31 08:14 pm
Dream: Weird Al, popefelix
So there I was doing something-or-other, and somehow someone who was clearly Wierd Al, but crossed in some way in my mind with Jackie Chan, was the romantic hero of the piece.
One of my friends published a well-researched gossip rag, and had shut down temporarily so that something-or-other could happen. And I was reviewing the next issue, and somehow I ran into Weird Al, who was just this guy. And he and I were... on a date or something, and somehow we wound up getting messed with by this group of cluppers1 in a car, and they wound up getting very scared by the retaliation mess-with, and thought they were so screwed, and fled.
Al and I followed them, to really mess with them. We ran into them in a restaurant, and there was a kerfuffle, involving martial arts, and I got to be buddy-buddy with the kids, who weren't that bad after all. I went with them, and they and I went to a Weird Al concert. One of the "kids" was evidently![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
popefelix, though he was going by his wife's name (which was evidently his name in the dream). Part of the concert involved some of us pranking the show. I wasn't doing that, though, I was helping some of the other mothers, who were babysitting the four-year-olds.
The prank (something involving the lights) finally got done at the finale of the show, andpopefelix came zooming out of the light box on his skateboard. Weird Al was amused.
[1] "Cluppers" is from the onomatopoeic "clup", which is the sound that clumsy teenage chickens, especially roosters, make (especially when you pick them up). Extended to cover physically and/or socially clumsy teenagers of all species, particularly humans. Also, "chuppers", "cher-chuppers".
One of my friends published a well-researched gossip rag, and had shut down temporarily so that something-or-other could happen. And I was reviewing the next issue, and somehow I ran into Weird Al, who was just this guy. And he and I were... on a date or something, and somehow we wound up getting messed with by this group of cluppers1 in a car, and they wound up getting very scared by the retaliation mess-with, and thought they were so screwed, and fled.
Al and I followed them, to really mess with them. We ran into them in a restaurant, and there was a kerfuffle, involving martial arts, and I got to be buddy-buddy with the kids, who weren't that bad after all. I went with them, and they and I went to a Weird Al concert. One of the "kids" was evidently
popefelix, though he was going by his wife's name (which was evidently his name in the dream). Part of the concert involved some of us pranking the show. I wasn't doing that, though, I was helping some of the other mothers, who were babysitting the four-year-olds. The prank (something involving the lights) finally got done at the finale of the show, and
popefelix came zooming out of the light box on his skateboard. Weird Al was amused. [1] "Cluppers" is from the onomatopoeic "clup", which is the sound that clumsy teenage chickens, especially roosters, make (especially when you pick them up). Extended to cover physically and/or socially clumsy teenagers of all species, particularly humans. Also, "chuppers", "cher-chuppers".
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For some reason(I think it was your use of the word kerfuffle) I kept reading Buddy-buddy as Buddy Cole. This gave me images of you sitting on a barstool, brandishing a martini, wearing a berette, and talking about your correspondence letters with the queen of England.
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you have very entertaining dreams!
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It was perfectly normal in the dream, but I boggled after I woke up.
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:)