This video is so odd, I just couldn’t resist it. And it reminded me of an even odder dream.
My father, a man not given to flights of fancy, once told me he dreamt he was trying to teach one of my pet frogs to talk… and was making some progress with the word “finger.” The world has been waiting for a frog that could say “finger” clearly.
Current events are worming their way into my subconscious!
Last night I dreamed Toshiro Mifune, in full samurai garb, went to our local supermarket to buy paper towels. He bought a pack of 27 rolls, which was all they had available. And when he was out of the store, the rolls of paper towels turned into bad samurai and attacked him, necessitating some very fancy sword-play.
Paper towels? Toshiro must’ve thought he was lucky to get ’em–the last pack of towels left on the shelves. When I was there the other day, there weren’t any.
I do not want to dream about current events. I get enough of that all day. Saturation nooze coverage! It’s always one story eating up all the others. Fap! You can’t even make a proper Toshiro Mifune movie out of it.