Funny, I had a dream about the woman in her 60s who sat on the barstool next to me lame at the strangely named bar in Santa Cruz California when I was there with my cousin, also in her 60s when I was in my 20s. She asked me for a light to the chagrin of my cousin. She was definitely on the make and I woke up from my dream wondering what it would've been like to take her up on her advance back then. Hell, even with white hair, she looked good enough to take her up on it.

My cousin, on the other hand, fully made up, looked like a warmed over version of Bette Davis. Still, we were out together that night and there was no way she was going to let “the other woman” take me away from her crying her eyes out for her deceased husband at the turn of the new year.

Thanks for the memory.

Ron

Hmnnn are you sure you aren't impiding in that wachky baccy again brother for those are the kinds of dreams I had back in the day...lol
fee

Dreams only need your minds thoughts to fuel them,and knowing you bro,you have a wild imagination,that's what ma used to say!;-)luv ya!sis

JOISEY ...

SURE IT WEREN'T NO 'WEED'? TK ... JUS' CHECKIN' ...

wierd stuff!

Ed,
I dream from the time I close my eyes till I wake up. Sometimes dreams like yours. Ha

Blessings,
~Linda

Don't you just hate dreams like that? I know I do. Well done, my friend.

I've been there, Ed, in those strange beds. Strange beds that began innocently enough, but wound up wide-awake nightmares.

Vampires in a Bar - Was it the great Tarantino movie From Dusk till Dawn? If it was, I suggest you watch it again. It's even better the second and third time. And you just can't beat Salma Hayek table dancin!