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Sep. 15th, 2007 11:28 amBeen a while since I posted a dream, so here's one from a few days ago.
The queen (played by Natalie Portman in all her Padme Amidala finery) is about to have a baby, so people are coming from all over to pay their respects. And I'm, like, on the staff, or a press secretary, or something, because I'm on the train platform, welcoming the visiting dignitaries as they arrive. One of whom is Boris Yeltsin, who was very smiling and affable and pleased to have me greet him in Russian, and whose hand when I shook it was big and warm, if a bit rough. He was attended by another man I didn't recognize (why not Putin?), and they were both in uniform. We also had delegations from China and Korea, and one of them was this guy. We all sit down at a dining table and the gentlemen start discussing what they expect when the new dignitary is born (whom everyone is certain will be a boy). Treaties, trade agreements, political babble that even my dream-self didn't understand.
The train whistle sounds again and I go back outside, assuming it's President Bush, as he's the only expected guest not yet arrived. But it isn't. Instead it's Johnnie, with Morgan, his mom, aunt, and two youngest cousins. They all go in to see the soon-to-be-mother, but I bring Morgan back to the summit room with me, and Yeltsin is delighted and starts playing with her. Then Johnnie's cousins come running in, and suddenly the dignitaries' faces change (as well as the Russians' uniforms), and it's no longer a summit, but a family dinner or something, albeit with people I don't recognize, except for the kids.
WTF?
The queen (played by Natalie Portman in all her Padme Amidala finery) is about to have a baby, so people are coming from all over to pay their respects. And I'm, like, on the staff, or a press secretary, or something, because I'm on the train platform, welcoming the visiting dignitaries as they arrive. One of whom is Boris Yeltsin, who was very smiling and affable and pleased to have me greet him in Russian, and whose hand when I shook it was big and warm, if a bit rough. He was attended by another man I didn't recognize (why not Putin?), and they were both in uniform. We also had delegations from China and Korea, and one of them was this guy. We all sit down at a dining table and the gentlemen start discussing what they expect when the new dignitary is born (whom everyone is certain will be a boy). Treaties, trade agreements, political babble that even my dream-self didn't understand.
The train whistle sounds again and I go back outside, assuming it's President Bush, as he's the only expected guest not yet arrived. But it isn't. Instead it's Johnnie, with Morgan, his mom, aunt, and two youngest cousins. They all go in to see the soon-to-be-mother, but I bring Morgan back to the summit room with me, and Yeltsin is delighted and starts playing with her. Then Johnnie's cousins come running in, and suddenly the dignitaries' faces change (as well as the Russians' uniforms), and it's no longer a summit, but a family dinner or something, albeit with people I don't recognize, except for the kids.
WTF?
