Maybe it’s the cold pills. Maybe it’s the sleep deprivation from being sick… But I just had one of the oddest dreams I’ve ever had…
I’m in my shop trimming up some plywood. In walks R. Lee Ermy who admires my work and gives me some pointers on (whatever it was I was doing, this part of my dream wasn’t clear). He asks me to explain the construction of a set of shelves (which in actuality I’m currently designing) and as I walk over, he notices a pack of smokes on the workbench and asks if he can bum one.
Then I woke up…
-- Derek, Bremerton WA --
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Gregn
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#1 posted 986 days ago
Kinda like ol Hank stopping to give you a ride.
-- I don't make mistakes, I have great learning lessons, Greg
GodofBiscuits
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#2 posted 986 days ago
Sure that was cold medicine? Better than my dream where Roy Underhill was critiquing all my projects and stealing my power tools because they were evil.
-- Are you going to use that piece of scrap?
Jason
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#3 posted 986 days ago
Sounds like R. Lee Ermy was on cold medicine in your dream too! Are you sure he didn’t call you mamby-pamby or ask why your footlocker was unlocked? ;-) I love that guy!
-- Jason - Colorado Springs
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