Dreams

I swear, I have some crazy, crazy dreams.

The latest one I can remember is Ron and I attended Roller Derby in a different state. A Boston Derby Dames regular was doing the announcing and this bout took place in a school gymnasium. She recognized us and we talked for a while. I joined her briefly in the rafters above where she was calling the bout from and the platform she was perched on was a shitty piece of particle board. Not being particularly fond of heights I didn't minger long.

As I was coming donw fromt he rafters I saw Mick Jagger arriving to watch the bout. So did everyone else in the audience and a riot broke out. The announcer was frantically trying to calm people down and suddenly everything settled down and the bout resumed. I looked up into the bleachers and saw that the audience was made up of the entire staff of the library I work for.

After the bout the woman who was the announcer found me and asked me to go to the after party. She asked me in a way that made her intentions quite clear and I told her "sorry, but we are both married" ('cause she can do that here in Mass) and she said "my wife and I have an understanding." And I said as I grabbed Ron "this is my husband, and we don't" and we walked away.