My George W. Bush Dream
 

Last night I had a dream about Dubya.

Ralphie and I were having one of our dinner parties when we were notified on the phone that G Dub was coming to our house for dinner. Apparently, Ralphie's dad had invited him over even though Ralphie's dad wasn't coming to the party.
We scrambled around and set the table, lit the candles etc.
The doorbell rings. There's Bush. Laura was there, too.
He comes on in and sits at the dinner table and we have a chat. He asks me how I think he's doing as president. I tell him I'm surprised he's asking. So, I tell him how frustrated I am about the Iraq 'war' and about all the military and civillian casualties etc. He nods his head.
Then I go on to other issues such as Social Security and the marriage amendment etc.
Then after what seemed like 3 or 4 hours of dinner, he's just sitting there fiddling with Ralphie's knick knacks on the dinner table. So, no one is talking and we're just sitting there watching each other. He stays for about 2 hours just sitting there.
I excuse myself and Ralphie and we go into the kitchen.
"What do we do now?" I ask him.
"I don't know. He won't leave." Ralphie says to me.
"Let's talk to Laura, maybe she'll make him leave." I suggest.
When we go back into the dining room, Laura is gone. George is sitting there all by himself playing with our silver salt and pepper shakers.
"Let's go to bed." I tell Ralphie.
He agrees. We turn off the dining room lights and go to bed with the president just sitting there in the dark.
"Hopefully he'll be gone in the morning." I tell Ralphie.
"I don't think we could take four years of him sitting in our dining room." Ralphie tells me.
I agree.



Isn't that the weirdest dream? It was kind of funny, too. I remember running out of things to talk to him about and feeling that this prime opportunity was great.

Bush in the dining room. Sounds like a chapter in some book I'm gonna write someday.
:)

Oh, that has to be one of the funniest dreams I've read in the long time!!!

You sure you didn't just make this up? haHaHA!

Nope. It's true. Cross where my heart ought to be... :D

It was pretty vivid. I must have dreamt it right before I woke up...
:)

That wasn't a dream, dear.

It was a nightmare.:eek:;)

What I wouldn't give to have George Bush in my Dining Room for about an hour.

Heh, I like this characterization of Bush. Completely pointless, he just sits there, nodding his head, and not reacting back. No discussion nor closure. We have to just leave the room in order to end our dealings with him.

Dig it. :snap:

GC, I applaud your restraint, even if it was only in a dream.

You know, I was thinking about that. Some people say that sometimes the way you act in dreams is how you'd do it in real life. I woke thinking, 'Why didn't I get mad at him?' I think the answer is that maybe I thought calm conversation was the way to do it.
I dunno... :)

What GD said. :) I think that if I were to have the same dream, he probably wouldn't have felt as comfortable just hanging around.

Whew what a relief. The first thing that popped into my mind was that picture someone posted some time back of Chenney and Bush...

So glad that was not the spin on this dream. ;)

I agree with CP. When I was reading it came to me that this is what is happening to everyone, he comes in by someone else's invite {I didn't vote for him} hangs around way longer than I would like {four more years :rolleyes: } Laura is happy to have his time occupied by something besides her and you can't get rid of him.

Yep, I guess your dream pretty much summed it up. And, that he was privy to your home and touched your personal items. This to me is his sticking his nose in places they don't belong.

Hmm.