Goose the Blog 2.0

Last night I had the following dream:

My wife and I are on vacation in Spain. It is a sort of eco/adventure vacation where you go bike riding, sailing, etc. with a group or guides. The favorite afternoon activity is rollerblading, and frustrated by my lack of skill, the guide assigned to me just starts dropping me off at a cafe while she goes off to rollerblade with the others. My wife Wendy, being an accomplished skater, joins the group and leaves me alone every afternoon.

So armed with what I remember from highschool Spanish, a Spanish-English dictionary, and a card with the name of my hotel on it, I wander around the city on my own. I'm much more open and friendly in this dream than I am in real life, and I end up speaking with many people in my pidgin Spanish. I'm having a good time.

One afternoon, however, it starts to dawn on me that something is wrong. Part of my life is missing. I finally understand that for several years, I have been brainwashed by the Socialists.

These aren't the friendly, seemingly benign kind of socialists, either. Not the kind Europe's been flirting with for the last half century, the ones who brought universal healthcare, free education, and a welfare state into being. These are the seize the means of production and transportation kind of socialists. They are The Red Menace.

They have been using me as a spy, and I have been sharing all the industrial secrets I am privy to with them to aid them in the overthrow the American capitalist system. But is it real, or am I just imagining things? And now that I know what I am, will they kill me? Or will they just let me go, confident that no one will believe my story?

When I awoke, I vowed to myself that I'd write it down so that I wouldn't forget it. Here it is. In the harsh light of wakefulness, it seems sort of silly. Does this dream mean something, or is it just a combination of current events and the headache and cold medicine I took before going to bed last night? I'll let you decide.