Sounds like an alcholic caugh syrup.

I was going to say it sounds like a cold medicine,lol.

Someone mix Robitussin and vermouth together and report back on how it is.

I'll check it out when I get a sore throat and stuffy nose. Should be right up there with a Hot Toddy!

Sir Charles, you are one brave man.

Let's see if I can "help."

We got vacuuming, grocery shopping for ice cream, young foreign women, women who already are with a man, or have recently left one, and women consuming alcohol.
(BTW, Robitussin Vermouth is baaaad vermouth).

I'm guessing you think women suck the life out of men, are frigid, non-communicative, teasers, heartbreakers and lushes. Am I close?

Seriously, you just need to find a way to tie together all these "scenes" from your dreams and there's your novel, right there. Time, place, set-up, dialogue--it's already there. You just have to get on board with Wm. Burroughs.

You're lucky. All of my dreams end with my demise.

Bob, sounds like we have the same types of dreams!

I always dream of your demise too.

Hmmmm, there appears to be common themes in my dreams when it comes to how women are featured, huh? There could be just a little frustration there. In the presence of Mary and Amie, though, I'm going to say that I'm still optimistic about finding a woman who isn't at all the girl of my dreams.

And hey, stop interpreting my dreams! Ha ha.

That's funny right there......

Get in line.

I posted this on Facebook already, but here's last night's dream since this thread is basically my dream journal and it's nice to have it collected in one place