Friday, March 12, 2010

A Rose by Any Other Name

I had a dream last night about a someone giving me a black mamba, a poisonous snake, as a pet. Later it turned into a boy, but he was obviously still a poisonous snake. Then into an attractive woman, but still obviously a poisonous snake. And then into a puppy, but still obviously a poisonous snake.

As near as I can figure it, this is the result of a.) watching a show about an exterminator on a science channel who was dealing with lots of poisonous snakes and b.) having a discussion about Shakespeare with Eryn that evolved from discussing biting one's thumb, to her teapot from Stratford on Avon, to a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

Apparently a poisonous snake by any other name and/or form would be as snakey.


Mac Noland said...

I'd go with c). Fallout from your days as a binge drinker at Hamlin.

Scooter said...

I didn't binge drink at Hamline. Perhaps at RPI and perhaps at the U of MN, but not at Hamline. At Hamline I OD-ed on Coffee and Cigarette smoke (second hand) at Gingko's.