Last night I had an entertaining dream in which I was trying to write an essay concerning the linkage between Soviet realism and North Korean feminist theology. However, it was a difficult essay to write, since I had to get it around a headland with tricky currents, Kim Jong-Il was concerned about the direction the essay was taking and I had a hair in my rice dish.
24 December, 2009
The day Kim Jong-Il visited me
Posted by stalinsmoustache under dreams | Tags: essay, feminist theology, Kim Jong-Il, North Korea |[4] Comments
24 December, 2009 at 9:55 am
Do you mean you wear a toupee? I’d have thrown him overboard.
24 December, 2009 at 10:11 am
I don’t recall a toupee in the dream. Maybe it was one of Kim’s hairs in the rice.
24 December, 2009 at 10:31 am
whoops – I read ‘my hair in a rice dish’ … are you sure you didn’t just alter it? Maybe I dreamed it.
24 December, 2009 at 11:39 am
You must have dreamed it, since the post remains unaltered …