Tuesday, August 04, 2009

Shy Girls can be dangerous when they get together and...

...try on the Jerry Lentz Podcast Clothing Line of tees and thongs!
 
http://www.cafepress.com/jerrylentz
 
Individually they won't do stuff like this. Posing for pictures in my thongs. Get them together and it's some weird peer pressure dare that causes them to do crazy stuff. Well, you can't see my image on the t-shirts because they are too shy to show their faces, but that's the way it goes. Thanks to all those that continue sending in the pictures!
 
I went to sleep really early last night. Slept very deep. Then had the most horrible dream! Now I fear my day is ruined, even as cute pictures of fans in thongs continue to arrive in my email. I wish I could shake this awful feeling I caught from the dream.
 
In the dream I discovered the home I lived in when I was a child was for sale. As a lark I went to see it and as I walked around the house and land, memories poured over me. The real estate agent told me to hang around the place and think it over. Well, it turned dark and stormy and I found that I couldn't start the car. I grabbed my backpack out of the trunk and a blanket off the backseat and decided to sleep in the empty house.
 
The place was dark as there was no electricity, but I found my old bedroom and there I crashed on the floor. Suddenly I heard talking in another room. I was getting scared. I didn't know what to do. Out of nowhere this kid walked in the room and turned on the light. There was a bunk bed, a desk and posters on the wall. He couldn't see me. I was invisible. I got up and listened to him talk to a woman in another room.
 
The kid seemed familiar.
 
It was ME!!!
 
I began to get panicked. Was I dead? Traveling in time? A Ghost?
 
The dream went on and on, I walked around saw my dad and mom both alive, saw my brothers all younger and I followed my younger self out into the woods behind the house where I used to go think to myself. I sat beside myself on a fallen tree.
 
The younger self turned to me with tears in his eyes and said, "All these dreams I have, all these things we want to do and you can't make them come true! How could you ruin it? You've ruined everything! You're not talented at all. We're nothing!"
 
It was at that point I jerked awake. My heart was racing and there was this awful lump in my throat. I wanted to cry. Why dream something like that? Why am I hurting myself? Why even sleep if this is what awaits me?
 
What a great start to the day!

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