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Now that I'm awake, the logic of that makes no sense.
But I still just had the most awesomest dream ever. (it is not why I got up, though)
I dreamt that we took an orange--in the dream, oranges were pumpkin-sized--and put it on a large plate (peeled). Then we injected the orange with vodka (100-proof). In lots of places, rolling it around.
Now, we had to be quick about it as the orange started dissolving.
Then, right before it became a pile of mush, we ran out into the backyard with it, and using the plate as a launching-pad, flung it up into the sky.
The pieces all separated and tumbled about, smacking into each other and exploding.
Which went on for about five minutes.
I was half-awake, and told Quin how awesome it was.
And yes. I know that vodka doesn't make oranges explode. They don't fly that well, either. And they're not the size of pumpkins.
I dreamt that we took an orange--in the dream, oranges were pumpkin-sized--and put it on a large plate (peeled). Then we injected the orange with vodka (100-proof). In lots of places, rolling it around.
Now, we had to be quick about it as the orange started dissolving.
Then, right before it became a pile of mush, we ran out into the backyard with it, and using the plate as a launching-pad, flung it up into the sky.
The pieces all separated and tumbled about, smacking into each other and exploding.
Which went on for about five minutes.
I was half-awake, and told Quin how awesome it was.
And yes. I know that vodka doesn't make oranges explode. They don't fly that well, either. And they're not the size of pumpkins.
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