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evileI often find myself at the new moon dreaming of dead people I've known in life. They're usually fairly realistic and pleasant dreams. No harps or wings or devils or anything like that. Just something fairly normal and a nice lighthearted conversation. I suppose my subconscious mind wants to think of the people we've lost in good situations and happy, it's a nice way to reassure myself that death isn't going to be so bad. Or at least that is my theory of why I dream about the departed fairly reliably at the same time each month.
So, I dreamed about Flavio last night. We had driven to New Orleans in two cars because we were travelling with some of the Steampunk Cruise folks and wouldn't all fit into one car. We had decided to have dinner at Galatoire's, so we got all dressed up at our hotel and then went to the restaurant. There was some hassley bits about paying the parking meters but we got there and were shown to our table. The waitress asked what we wanted for appetizers and Flavio said "we haven't even had a chance to sit down and look at the menu yet," and the waitress told us we had to hurry it along because we only had 5 minutes to eat our food because they were so busy. We started to look at the menu. The lowest priced item on the menu was a hot dog for $97. It had some kind of fancy name like "Rene Du Boeuf" but the description was basically a hot dog with some kind of French sauce on it. We decided 'eff this' and left the restaurant. I apparently knew of some spot in the Quarter with kind of an open air food court where everything was really good and not as expensive. I was warning everyone that all the places might not be open right now since it was a weeknight but apparently that was OK with people. Flavio was telling all of his old stories to Jess and John and I was smiling because they hadn't heard them before and Flavio had found a new friend-couple to hang out with. LOL. It was a nice dream, good to see Flavio again.
So, I dreamed about Flavio last night. We had driven to New Orleans in two cars because we were travelling with some of the Steampunk Cruise folks and wouldn't all fit into one car. We had decided to have dinner at Galatoire's, so we got all dressed up at our hotel and then went to the restaurant. There was some hassley bits about paying the parking meters but we got there and were shown to our table. The waitress asked what we wanted for appetizers and Flavio said "we haven't even had a chance to sit down and look at the menu yet," and the waitress told us we had to hurry it along because we only had 5 minutes to eat our food because they were so busy. We started to look at the menu. The lowest priced item on the menu was a hot dog for $97. It had some kind of fancy name like "Rene Du Boeuf" but the description was basically a hot dog with some kind of French sauce on it. We decided 'eff this' and left the restaurant. I apparently knew of some spot in the Quarter with kind of an open air food court where everything was really good and not as expensive. I was warning everyone that all the places might not be open right now since it was a weeknight but apparently that was OK with people. Flavio was telling all of his old stories to Jess and John and I was smiling because they hadn't heard them before and Flavio had found a new friend-couple to hang out with. LOL. It was a nice dream, good to see Flavio again.
