good-bye Zimmerman Limmermacht
Posted by beth on November 29, 2007
I’ve just realized the saddest part of all about being vegan. Aside from the facts that I can no longer enjoy the ooey-gooey goodness of cheese, and I’m destined to live a life a gaseous chastity, the string cheese I was eating before bed was what was causing me to have all those insane dreams!! What ever shall I blog about? The solution is really very simple. I just need to find something else that will induce such nocturnal chimeras as Zimmerman Limmermacht. Hmmm…
I know! Malaria pills! Those things’ll give you some crazy dreams! I wonder if they’re vegan…
greg said,
hey! I didn’t know you were going vegan…good luck with that. Beans and rice provide a complete protein! I have a few awesome recipes I can shoot you. But make sure you get enough of everything…its good, but it can be really hard to get all the stuff you need.
jon b. said,
Were you eating the cheese right before going to bed? 1. Gross. 2. It may not have been the cheese specifically, but rather the eating. If I eat directly before bed, I’ve found that I tend to have more bizarre dreams.
beth said,
JBeau,
Well I wasn’t laying in bed with the cheese or anything like that. I would eat it around 9:30 or 10 and then go to bed 30 minutes to an hour later. But you’re right. It might have just been the eating in general.
Whitney said,
Greg can shoot you? But why would he do that? Greg, why would you shoot Beth? Victory over violence, people, c’mon!
beth said,
No no. See, I’m the indirect object in that sentence. He’s not going to shoot me. He’s going to shoot the recipes TO me. If he’d said, “I have some recipes. I can shoot you,” then you would have cause to worry. But he didn’t say that. There was no period between the two statements. They were one sentence with “recipes” being the direct object (what he can shoot) and “you” being the indirect object (to whom). Don’t be alarmed.
Charity said,
I was just thinking about you this morning because I had probably the wierdest dream of my life last night – my eyeballs popped out of my head… and, although I knew my eyesight was fading rapidly, I could still see things with my eye sockets. I was totally OK with this in my dream – just washed my eyeballs off in the sink so I could pop them back into my head. I don’t remember if I ate before sleep or not – I usually do, though. Otherwise, I’m starving in the morning. Hmmmm.
Whitney said,
Oh good! Man, that is such a relief. I TOTALLY saw a period between the two when I read it. Thanks for clarifying, Bethy-kins. Way to go, Greg, for proper usage of direct and indirect objects in your grammatically-sound sentence.
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