Last night I had a funny dream that I was going on my fifth skydive. Peculiar.
My belly is full of homestyle potato salad and sushi - washed down with a bottle of Lipton ice tea. Lemon flavoured, of course. I have another four hours and a half hours before I can waltz home and watch the two remaining episodes of the Avengers that I borrowed.
It's always something to do with a patriarchal representative of the British upper class, usually industrial or military. In fact, there's a recurring theme of upper-crust, uniformed soldiers going mad and becoming demented in some way - trying to steal secrets, or subjecting themselves to greater and greater arrays of danger to maintain their high.
And the opponents of these madmen? Emma Peel, who is the ultimate unattainable (the absentee husband) and highly unflappable; clad in her sizeable array of high class mod clothing, she fights with her hands (and feet) against primarily male opponents. And the use of sex as a weapon is prevalent, but she manages to pull it off because she's always completely in control of the situation and always in stylish clothing that don't actually show much skin. The other one is Steed, a gentleman about town - he's not bound by society's restrictions either, and while he's clearly straight, he gives off a slight homoerotic undertone - the dapper Dandy who can operate among the upper-crusts when he needs to, but can also break in through the back door or the curiously never locked windows found in high ranking businessmen's studies.
All this and it was Nineteen Sixty-Seven!
Comments (9)
Mmmmm, the lemon iced tea ... I am once again becoming addicted to the Snapple peach kind.
Potato salad and sushi, together? Interesting. You remind me of Frank, the Bob Marley-fan African studies major from Germany, who put ketchup onto his sushi.
Posted by Joy | July 22, 2004 4:52 PM
Posted on July 22, 2004 16:52
Fifth skydive??!!! Nifty. Am I influencing your dreams dear?
Last night I dreamed I had a high speed malfunction and I couldn't cutaway. I tried and tried and the Earth rushed up at my face. Then I recall cutting away, pulling my reserve, and then I was on the ground. Apparently I survived, but I was shaking with fear. As I would be in real life, I'd imagine.
So perhaps skydiving dreams were just going around.
So how was your fifth skydive?
Posted by fly_girl | July 22, 2004 6:11 PM
Posted on July 22, 2004 18:11
Can't quite remember. Something about gravity functioning a bit differently than normal. I might have started to fly up into space.
And I'm ALL. ABOUT. Obscure food combinations.
Posted by ben | July 22, 2004 6:21 PM
Posted on July 22, 2004 18:21
Peanut butter and cheddar cheese - on anything. My all-time fave. Followed by mayonaise and french fries.
Posted by dan | July 22, 2004 6:52 PM
Posted on July 22, 2004 18:52
mayonnaise on chips (ha!) is standard here -- but i thought it was a little strange.... ketchup on sushi = pure madness. but a bold statement against the complexity of taste and craftsmanship (kraftsmanship?)
last night i dreamt about omelettes with sausage and cherry tomatoes.... i think i'm meat-frustrated.
the avengers are perfect viewing.
Posted by ayla | July 23, 2004 5:17 AM
Posted on July 23, 2004 05:17
Indeed. Maybe you should drink more Guinness, which has a certain - meatiness - to it.
Posted by ben | July 23, 2004 8:49 AM
Posted on July 23, 2004 08:49
The German Frank sushi-ketchup guy complained that Hermann's tasted like "ham."
Posted by Joy | July 23, 2004 2:59 PM
Posted on July 23, 2004 14:59
HE probably tastes like ham. Hermann's is a delight, never-ending.
Are you going to Swans tonight with "the crowd?"
Posted by ben | July 23, 2004 3:47 PM
Posted on July 23, 2004 15:47
No, I'm going to the Beach. And I thought they were going to Hunter's?
Posted by Joy | July 23, 2004 4:20 PM
Posted on July 23, 2004 16:20