who tried to bring this in here?

[asakiyume]

Some people have the gift of telling dreams so that, instead of a confusing mish-mash of incomprehensible (often even to them) signifiers, you instead get a well-turned, strange tale. sovay, for instance, can do this.

And so can Little Springtime--at least, she just did:

I dreamed we drove to Russia, and there were bears everywhere. We got to a train station, and there were bears there, too, and I said, "I'm sure glad we didn't bike." And then the customs people stopped us and one of them held up a potato and said, "Who tried to bring this in here?" And I said, "Are potatoes not indigenous to Russia?" And there were these magnificent fur coats, and I wanted to buy one, but I wasn't sure of the price conversion from rubles to dollars--like is a ruble half a dollar? Or twice a dollar? And so I tried to Google the conversion rate, but the results I got were totally unhelpful--like how many dollars to the pound, and how many pounds in a stone.

Don't try to smuggle potatoes into Russia
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Comments

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

It had *interest*, which is more than many do. I think it's in part because of how she told it. She didn't do that stumbling thing of making endless qualifications that don't mean anything to the listener (e.g., "It started out in my grandmother's attic, but not really her attic; really it was more like the storage room from behind the high school auditorium, only if the auditorium had been situated in the south of the building, where the gymnasium is...")