Gaslamp Ball Dream Diary
I hate hearing about other people's dreams. I loooove talking about mine.
Ok, I had another Padres dream. This time I'm just standing there at some event by myself. I'm minding my own bizness, like I do, and up comes John Moores. He's lost some weight. He sure looks great. He's not nearly as crusty as I imagine he would be. He introduces himself as he shakes my hand. He says he's glad to meet me and then he excuses himself and kisses his soon to be ex-wife Becky quickly on the mouth and smiles to her, while glancing back at me. I remember thinking that they seemed really happy and must have reconciled or something.
Then "AHHHH!", someone yells really loud in my ear and I wake up startled. I'm pretty sure it was a poltergeist of some sort. Maybe it was a Banshee wailing in my ear warning me of death. I'm not sure if that part had anything to do with the Padres, but my ear was still ringing after I woke up, so I'm pretty sure it wasn't part of the dream.
I was telling Dex about it and he asked me if it was a wet dream. So crude. I guess it's a fair question though, but I'll leave that to your imagination.
Go Padres!
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TMI
i am disturbed by the idea that you dream of old people making out. Even more disturbed that you felt the need to share that vision with your loyal minions.
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this is great
because when i woke up i was thinking “what oh what did jbox dream about last night. dios mio how will i ever know???”
then i bust out the laptop in this starbucks in Pasadena that i am sitting at, and lo and behold, you have answered my prayers.
Thank you kind sir. a wonderful early xmas present you have bestowed upon me.
"I suggest more bike" ~KSK
www.throughbucknerslegs.com
I had a dream...
That Brian Giles continued to hit 30+ hrs after becoming a Padre and didn’t do weird and disturbing things to teammates and women.
That Padres management decided they would do absolutely everything in their power to make sure that Adrian Gonzalez would spend his entire hall of fame career in San Diego and would be a part of the first World Series-winning team.
That Mat Latos became a better looking, harder throwing version of Jake Peavy and won consecutive Cy Young Awards.
That Milton Bradley came back to San Diego and became the emotional, on- and off-the-field leader of the team, earning himself the nickname “Lion Zen”.
That Kyle Blanks played 10 years in the outfield with no injury problems and became the non-steroid Jose Canseco to Adrian’s non-steroid Mark McGwire.
That Jed traded Heath Bell for a catcher who nobody had ever even heard of who went on to become a rich man’s Pudge Rodriguez.
That the 5-for-5 deal continued on in perpetuity and that non-watered-down beers from all the great San Diego microbreweries were sold at every concession stand at a price that even a middle class person could afford.
That Jerry Coleman got to hold a Padres World Series trophy above his head before being unceremoniously forced out of the announcing booth.
That the McCourt divorce forced the Dodgers to slash payroll and toil in the NL West basement for the next 15 years — and that even those who remained on the depleted Dodger bandwagon couldn’t get tickets to sold-out Petco Park.
And finally that jbox went on spring break with John and Becky Moores and pulled off the fabled triple kiss after doing 12 watermelon pucker shooters at Senor Frogs.
Dreams are fun.
by theodore donald kerabatsos on Dec 10, 2009 4:19 PM PST reply actions 7 recs
No one cares about your dreams
Thank you for waving at me.
by Winfield's Ghost on Dec 11, 2009 7:41 AM PST reply actions















