Ok. Here’s what I can recall of the dream…
I’m in a crowded place that I’m familiar with…a bowling alley maybe. That would be strange since I only bowl about once a year. Anyway, on the back of a man’s shirt, I read the name js_africanus. He turns around (can’t remember what he looks like. aaarrrgghhh) and I say something along the lines of, “js_africanus? THE js_africanus? From the SDMB?” And he says, “Yes? Do I know you?” and I say, “It’s me, forbidden doughnut. Don’t you recognize me?” He, of course has no idea who I am. Naturally.
That’s all I can remember. If it were playing in real time, it would be shorter than the average commercial. No offense, but I’m not sure why I’d dream about js_africanus . I’m sure you’re perfectly lovely but I hardly know you. Heck, I hardly know any of you. Does this mean I must have a secret crush on him? Secret even to me? There have been Dopers in the past I’ve found interesting but I’m not sure I’ve even posted anything to him. Ever.
What could it mean???
mmm…