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Tropical Paradise of Hard Shelled Fruits / Damn, what a weird dream....
« on: May 04, 2007, 12:32:47 PM »
Robert the Doll was running around our house with an odd little goose-step gait (his straw-filled legs don't bend well). I have no idea where the dogs & Eddie were, but I kept following him saying "Robert....Robert, honey, come here...." I finally caught up to him, sat him in my lap and explained that he'd have to go back home to Florida - he just kept turning away, then looking back at me, and I could hear the straw in his body creaking. I gave him some peppermint sticks and he took them and slowly walked out the door onto the deck, looked back and waved.
I was totally calm in the dream, but had to turn on the lights when I woke up.
On a related note, we stayed at the Tremont House in Galveston over the weekend for Eddie's birthday, but didn't see the gangster ghost, even though we stayed on the 4th floor where he's always sighted. I have seen The Face at UTMB before - very odd.
I was totally calm in the dream, but had to turn on the lights when I woke up.

On a related note, we stayed at the Tremont House in Galveston over the weekend for Eddie's birthday, but didn't see the gangster ghost, even though we stayed on the 4th floor where he's always sighted. I have seen The Face at UTMB before - very odd.