Tonight’s movie was....um....there was no movie. I mean, there WAS but the DVD failed half way through. I got it back in 2009 so I think it is a wee bit late to return it. This is the drawback to having a mountain of unwatched discs.
So....this is weird....
I feel like I should be saying something.
I had an interesting dream last night. I and some others were out trying to save the world. That bit is a bit like usual in my dreams. World saving? check. Gang of friends? check. What I liked about the dream involved a bit of imagery. The powerful baddie could control even inanimate objects, and we were racing to get away in an open topped vehicle. We needed to get to a certain place with a book of directions written in a code we needed another book to decipher. The key book was Jane Eyre, which is nice and conviently common but also made it dangerous. If something happened to our copy the baddie found out he could destroy every copy for miles around before we could get a replacement.
And so the baddie sent a giant tree to attack us. That was the cool bit, the tree pulled itself out of the ground with it’s limbs, and then began to run. It ran on it’s roots, moving them in a rippling motion like a centipede’s legs! It was amazing to watch. The baddie was trying to enchant any trees in the area, but it was a place at high altitude, grass and stone but few trees. We passed a row of stumps from a logging that were thrashing in place, unable to claw their way out of the ground without limbs. These were somehow amusing, sad and frightening all at once. The tree caught up and I passed the direction book forward, just out of the oddly talon like reach of the tree. Before I coud get the copy of Jane Eyre safe the tree managed to grab my arm. It dug into the flesh and someone was shouting I shoud just let the book go before I got killed. Since the world depended on the book, to heck of I was going to give it up!
And that is how I fought with a tree that was running on a hundred roots over an ordinary copy of Jane Eyre. I won too. Well, it WAS my dream.
And so I woke up, my wrist decidedly not bleeding. Then, as I ate breakfast, a basket Mom had set aside full of old jelly jars fell over. As I was trying to clean it all up I ended up getting cut. Guess where...yep, exactly where that treeclawed me!
Back to movies as usual tomorrow!









