Another Crazy Dream (Dude, What Have I Been Eating)

Another Crazy Dream (Dude, What Have I Been Eating)

So last night I dreamt that I was a member of a Sicilian family, with 3 "godfathers" of cooking. The youngest godfather was my dad and the other two were his brothers. On a visit to the U.S. he got into an argument with his brothers and all said nasty shit. In retaliation, my mom got on the phone and gave our famous family spaghetti recipe to Italian restaurants in Los Angeles, New York and San Francisco. Everyone finds out what she's done when we go to some ghetto buffet restaurant in the city (built into that strip joint Flashdancers) and eat our own spaghetti served by other people. Family World War Three ensues.

The other 2 uncles cut their trip short and prepare to leave for Sicily. My family decides to stay in New York for awhile. I talk to my uncles and get them to make up with my Dad by pointing out the things they said to him in anger when he was just trying to make a valid point they misunderstood. They go up and talk to my Dad who is unforgiving at first, but I tell him it is not his right to remove that entire side of his family from his kids etc. They make up and we the older kids decide to go out and celebrate.

All of a sudden I turn into Paige from Charmed. Cole is split from Phoebe, and is now with one of our other witch cousins (who looks like that black slayer Kendra from Buffy.) Our cousin goes back to Sicily on a ship that leaves from the middle of the living room of the mansion we're staying in. After the ship sails, everyone else goes to get ready for our night out. It's just me and Cole and I reach up to hug him goodbye and he sticks his tongue in my mouth, which was a a lot less gross in my dream than it sounds because Julian McMahon is hot.

So we're all getting ready and I pick some black lace dress to wear (it looks see-through but has a beige lining and actually in real life I gave it to Jeselle.) Cole shows up and hints that I should wear the slinky red one so I put on the slinky red one. We tell everyone separately we're going to meet them ahead and proceed to try and find a place to have sex. But every place we go one of my older uncles is there sleeping. Cole even tries to bribe the male housekeeper into leaving the bathroom he's cleaning (the guy was Mexican by the way which made me berate my subconcious for sterotyping.) in the end we can't find a place so we "shimmer" to his house and his mother tells me he's evil again. So no boom boom sucky sucky because of course I'm not banging a demon (Geo really does have a remote control to my mind.)

I start walking home through a mall (and past the largest bath and body works on earth, it's like 4 indoor avenues) before I remember I'm half-white lighter and can orb. I orb to the shindig and I end up at the entrance, where Jeff Benyon and Rick Thomson (friends from back in the NBA days) are having a couple drinks. I ask them where the party is. They point to a building that looks like Dublin's on Sunset in Hollywood, except it's across this huge indoor swamp that you have to cross in a gondola. I say fuck it and grab them and orb across to the bar (they're not supposed to know I'm a witch) but when we get there, everyone is in robes talking seriously and my uncles want to know what I was doing with Cole. So I explain that we were looking for a place to get busy and that I was sorry, I didn't know he was evil again and then I woke up.

This whole dream is ludicrous though. I would never hook up with my sister's ex-husband, hot demon or not. That's just plain wrong.