The collected opinions of an august and aristocratic personage who, despite her body having succumbed to the ravages of time, yet retains the keen intellect, mordant wit and utter want of tact for which she was so universally lauded in her younger days. Being of a generation unequal to the mysterious demands of the computing device, Lady Bracknell relies on the good offices of her Editor for assistance with the technological aspects of her journal.
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Lady Bracknell | Monday, July 09, 2007
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Sounds perfectly normal to me.
Really. But then my OH says my dreams "worry him".
This would have been the perfect opportunity for one of those votey-things.
I vote no, nothing to worry about.
It depends. If you were in an Italian restaurant eating the stuff, or in your kitchen plunging it into boiling water, then probably yes. You may have 'Hannibal Lecter' tendencies.
Otherwise, you obviously have a great future in either Britart or GM science.
I don't think so.
I suppose it is OK to dream about pasta with emotions, feelings and oppinions.
You should get worried if you start having the feelings, emotions and oppinions of a spaghetti, linguini, or farfalle.
How was the pasta manifesting its sentience? Was it talking, or heaven forfend attacking?
It's obvious. You've had a mystical religious experience:
Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster
Now I'm hungry.
It is, of course, entirely possible that this was a divine revelation and you are about to become a Pastafarian.
Oo - identical links in adjacent comments: how cool is that?
I regret to report that I remember very little detail of the dream itself, other than that the pasta in question was rather cross.
Having been woken up in the early hours by the need to turn over onto my side (something I now have to get out of bed to do since the frozen shoulder last summer), I thought to myself that I must remember what I had just been dreaming about so as to tell Pop when I next spoke to him.
Pop being one of those strange people who claims never to dream at all, and who certainly doesn't remember any dreams he may have had, gets hours of entertainment out of the weird and wonderful things my subconscious tortures me with during the night.
Identical links! Spooky! It must be true .....
That's the trouble with you veggies. No regard for the feelings of durum wheat, which is a living thing. You, my friend, are a killer.
Wheat Is Murder.
Isn't this part of the inevitable lifestyle progression of the overly-sensitive?
* First you don't eat anything which has a face;
* Then you stop eating shellfish in case the cooking process causes them anxiety;
* Then you start to believe that vegetables have may have feelings and that your pasta hates you;
* And you end up as a Fifth Dan vegan eating nothing which casts a shadow.
Personally, I eat steak and sleep soundly each night - although that may also have something to do with the bed-time morphine!
PS John Humphreys told me this morning that the price of durum wheat is set to escalate over the next few weeks / months. Perhaps this is nothing more than your subconscious trying to save you money.
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