Surreal incidents

[anthon1]

I had a very interesting post thought up to use in my continuing campaign to prove that I am not dead, but I seem to have forgotten what it was. Amnesia is probably not helping my case

Comments

[faeriemaiden]

Rubbish! Why does my f-list always get to have fascinating, philosophical dreams, while I have ones about C.S. Lewis rising from the dead? This is not fair, I say! :D

I WANT A PINT-SIZED ROMAN LEGION. Provided it's, you know, an actual Roman legion and everything. I could feed them scraps of dinner I didn't want and keep them in a cardboard box!

...why is it that we Americans call aubergine eggplant? Aside from the fact that aubergine is an awesome word, how does a large purple tube-shaped thing with green bits and a stem resemble an egg, anyway? [/crazy rabbit trail]

[anthon1]

Dreams about a zombie C.S. Lewis are pretty philosophical and awesome in my book. And pint-sized Roman legions are quite awesome; maybe woe could harvest them from the Lost Legion bimbling around sheepishly somewhere along the Thames...

(And I have no idea. You have more mutant chickens in the States, maybe?)

[faeriemaiden]

Mostly he just wandered around being amused at the antics of people making films out of his books (he seemed to be quite on board with the whole idea, though he found it somewhat hilarious) and there was really green green grass. He didn't even go around eating the brains of his detractors or anything. Dratted zombie professors. :p

[anthon1]

He's a humanitarian zombie? What use is that?

[faeriemaiden]

Well, I suppose it gives those nutters in the Anti-Zombie Defamation League something at which to point. They almost never get a chance like that! ("SEE? SEE? ZOMBIES ARE GOOD FUNCTIONING MEMBERS OF SOCIETY!")

[anthon1]

Are they functioning, though? I mean, they're only 'functioning' because of necromancy or mushrooms, really...